Listening to a para-orchestra
With specially adapted instruments
Playing a commissioned piece and thinking
About an essay on figure skating,
Joy, and writing, can you imagine well
That solitary figure so plugged in
To all those long-distance mediated
And digitally recorded, peopled
Minds and bodied worlds? What is solitude
With so much interaction going on?
The mushroom gathers the mushroom signals,
But the signals crave whispers from themselves.
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