i am as round as the planet that borned me
i am as straight as the speaking horizon
i am the old sphere pulled into orbit
i am the long curve cast from the comet
i am the young globe hung from the tree bough
i am the arrow piercing the heartbrain
i am the new egg sat on your doorstep
i am the lightshaft bounced in the mirror
i am the big head looming and probus
i am the ladder that leads to your window
i am the eyeball i am the socket
i am the flagpole i am the rocket
i am the wheel of time and illusion
i am the blade that cuts up the moments
i am the whirlpool that swallowed the future
i am the edge of waking to dreaming
i am the black hole i am the red sun
i am the crack on the speaking horizon
i am the halo surrounding the streetlight
i am the pine tree high on the mountain
i am the seed that was sent from the deep space
i am the secret path down to the river
i am the island i am the ocean
i am the cloudmarch along the horizon
With their blend of playfulness and graduate-level instrumentation, Dorcha deftly prove that improvisational zeal and conservatory-level precision aren't mutually exclusive. Bandcamp Album of the Day Nov 16, 2020
This debut from the Melbourne-based folk-rock band tackles environmental issues, self-determination, and relationships. Bandcamp New & Notable May 26, 2023