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Time’s Illusive Rest
It spins, now, like a pendant from a silver chain. Time is a dangerous lover. “Watch the face of the disc, and imagine it never moves,” says the spirit of time passing, “allow yourself to relax . . . relax . . . become one with me.” It goes faster and faster now, spinning my life [...]
Down Deep
© 2011 Rob Krabbe, NoonAtNight Publications Some days. I go down deep. Before the lights come up on the stage. Deep. Into a different Place. Where I can’t hear anything but feel the music. All I can see are the shadows in the darkness of my universe. The beat, the groove. I love Latin jazz [...]




