Let’s check into the Hotel Eden to relax in the eternal now. “Rowing in Eden” by Erik Anderson Reece is from a collection of work inspired by Joseph Cornell’s bird boxes.

Why have to be human? Oh not because happiness exists. Not out of curiosity, not as practice for the heart. But because truly being here is so much; because everything here apparently needs us, this fleeting world, which in some strange way keeps calling to us. Us, the most fleeting of all. Once for each thing. Just once; no more. And we too, just once. And never again. But to have been this once, completely, even if only once: to have been at one with the earth, seems beyond...

It is best not to think of words while living. To not think "It is like". To be reminded by.

"The longer I live the more I mistrust theatricality, the false glamour cast by performance..."

I see the proverbial tempest in the teapot: teatime, bananas, and my iphone charger are revealed as implements of planetary destruction.

Alain Bosquet's 7 part poem translated from the French by Jean Malaquais. Bosquet was born in Odessa; he metaphorically returns to his homeland to find his poetic voice.

Trees that depend on cold to seed and fruit are "migrating" to more northern climes: with our help and on their own. If that isn't mythology, what is? Let's go there: into a lyric, liturgical mythology of polar bears, forests, and blistering-hot Christmas Eves. Includes an intro.

A valentine's day edition of cosmic dream radio with desire, descent, grief, song. Excerpts of poet Gregory Orr's lyric sequence _Orpheus & Eurydice_, published by Copper Canyon Press in 2001.

The three of swords tarot card inspires a song. Replete with hart hearts, night-riding knights, pens that pin, and clouds. You can download and share just the song from the podcast webpage!

"When love is in excess, it brings a woman no honor"?? --Medea, Circe, and Ariadne weigh in.

It's ben a long time since I've released a cosmic dream radio episode! I explain why and do penance with a straight-up reading of Eliot's beautiful poem.

A house/trance rendering of Mark Strand's poem THE END. But I'll read it to you first.

a song sad about love and art. with fireworks and an inside groove.

a poem sandwiched between two slices of pop-esque. How'd it get so dark? more info at www.luminouswork.org/podcast

I make an "Audio Intro" all professional like and then ruin it by sounding like a young college radio host. Love me anyway.

a radio poem with three-head harmony! cerberus is tired of being beaten, sedated, and dragged around. he wants someone to play. are you the kind of girl he's looking for?more at: www.luminouswork.org/cosmic-dream-radio/2015/3/26/the-kind-of-girl

a radio poem about love and failure when they're basically the same thing.. "True love has not, as far as I know, been compared by the poets to a bulldog. But it has the same sort of grip."--Rebecca West. more at: www.luminouswork.org/cosmic-dream-radio/2015/4/7/we-limit-ourselves-to-the-piano-forte

a broadcast for the aliens from this stupid small-town planet earth. with lame songs and barbecue sauce. more at: www.luminouswork.org/cosmic-dream-radio/2015/4/6/its-getting-hot-here