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BIO
Marc is a mental health worker with his own issues. His poetry is born out of a need to create and express and be acknowledged. (I mean, really, to be acknowledged. What a load of crap.) He can also be quite harsh with himself.
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open mic nite
music,
muses married
to grains of sound,
shattered shards ,
melodies assembling in sequence.
the green light, and
right red rectangles
flashing
on/off
climbing up the sound system...
young lions, lionesses,
long tresses, unkempt, curly,
darting in and out of faces,
on/off
red light,
bright song,
siren call
they sing the sirens,
but this night
for ships
to come in
to safety.
© Marc Mannheimer
Projects a soulful ambiance. I feel I'm in the audience. Poets with no fraudulence. Pouring life with rawulence.
ReplyDeleteYippee! one of my favorite people/ poets is here this week.
ReplyDeleteI'm going to really enjoy this weeks feature
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I consider Marc a kindred spirit because of the perspective he presents in his poetry. He often weaves in a spiritual theme but is not afraid to dive out of the box either. Like in this piece... so yippee!
Welcome to Mnemosyne Marc.
Great visuals.
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