Train ride in bright sunshine
Stations wizzing by, then a bridge. Under September clouds
a single bird turns and completes a new spiral.
The sunlight blinds me
I close my eyes, let the
frail warmth sink in and
fill my features.
Time for waiting
Related Blogposts
In the fall of 2020, Sisters Hope will be back to teach a series of modules at The Rythmical Music Conservatory in Copenhagen (RMC), specifically under the theme “Can Art Revolutionize the World?”
Fifty years ago cognitive science was born. It was an attempt to figure out what how the human mind works. The model they started with was the ”informationprocessing ”paradigm. The mind is like a computer. The senses record information , the brain process that information according to logical rules and…