Magazines, like people, need a quiet place. Especially SPIN, cast as it is with so much strutting egos and talk of great sounds. Hence here—amidst the hurlyburly, the din, the ruckus, the primping—we open for you a small garden in which to pause.
As readers of our September print issue know, this contemplative space was created for us by two women of singular grace and taste: Sheila Chandra, mythopoetic mesmer, and Lera Lynn, spare queen of post-Americana.
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Today the digital world gets Lera Lynn’s offerings. Sit here as long as you like, and come back anytime.
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Hard to hold wide viewDays have become indistinctMonotony rules
There’s light in his eyesA heart following itselfHidden from the world
A thorn in the handAnd something coming unstuckBlood often comes too
How strange to hold nowTactile when the world forgotBeauty lies in touch
The eye does not likeAll the gaps filled in for itLong live mystery
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