Thu, 23 Apr 2026 21:25:41 +0200 https://hearthis.at/vitalfibres-xg/ en-EN contact@hearthis.at contact@hearthis.at https://hearthis.at/vitalfibres-xg/ https://img.hearthis.at/0/0/8/_/uploads/4764961/image_user/w1400_h1400_q70_ptrue_v2_----cropped_296ec92f02f0c8edc2b1ed2e8987ec5dnautiluspompilius-431-1280x800.jpg no no https://hearthis.at/vitalfibres-xg/waves/ to certify the waves
in a land of letters

Image: 'MORNING' by Mikalojus Konstantinas Čiurlionis]]> to certify the waves
in a land of letters

Image: 'MORNING' by Mikalojus Konstantinas Čiurlionis]]> 1087738 no no Sat, 29 Oct 2016 17:23:04 +0200 2016-10-29T17:23:04+02:00 3:19 https://hearthis.at/vitalfibres-xg/alpha-lyrae/
Shaded
in the shape of a mist
my breath quivers
patient
I recast the echoes
of our past
our touches and endeavours
debris now, all ashes
and white dust.

I know now
in this endless quest
I will surely find no rest
not in oceans or in rivers
not in company or in solitude
not in glades, coasts
stars or flowers
my breath quivers
I know now
our touches and endeavours
condemned to love
all ashes
and white dust.
]]>
Shaded
in the shape of a mist
my breath quivers
patient
I recast the echoes
of our past
our touches and endeavours
debris now, all ashes
and white dust.

I know now
in this endless quest
I will surely find no rest
not in oceans or in rivers
not in company or in solitude
not in glades, coasts
stars or flowers
my breath quivers
I know now
our touches and endeavours
condemned to love
all ashes
and white dust.
]]> 1019484 no no Mon, 09 May 2016 11:06:04 +0200 2016-05-09T11:06:04+02:00 1:09 https://hearthis.at/vitalfibres-xg/floor-f-the-sea/ Guitar by Kostas Grigoreas
Poetry by Vital Fibres

No night grew only
absence
open
with eyes that stung
sand, sediment and rock
clunking down, much falling
there was
no night, but absence
no presence marking
differences of parts
the strength of current
pushed, grew, dropped
no feeling touch to
note the light
to avoid the rasping
teeth of the dark
I record
the water's surge
a flight into a sunless
gorge
an occasional crack
crustacean sand
I, unimpeded
sang of you
further
into a timeless murk.]]> Guitar by Kostas Grigoreas
Poetry by Vital Fibres

No night grew only
absence
open
with eyes that stung
sand, sediment and rock
clunking down, much falling
there was
no night, but absence
no presence marking
differences of parts
the strength of current
pushed, grew, dropped
no feeling touch to
note the light
to avoid the rasping
teeth of the dark
I record
the water's surge
a flight into a sunless
gorge
an occasional crack
crustacean sand
I, unimpeded
sang of you
further
into a timeless murk.]]> 1019485 no no Mon, 09 May 2016 01:34:04 +0200 2016-05-09T01:34:04+02:00 2:28 https://hearthis.at/vitalfibres-xg/delta-lyrae/ There's an equation
to certify the waves;
division
sums separated
from their loved ones
in a land of letters
that formed a woman
in the bark holding
a linear sceptre
sentinel
to the paths
between the trees
snaking, sneaking,
twisting through the leaves,
like a lover's promise,
a chanced-upon route,
a commerce
of bodies breathing
like wild seas.
]]> There's an equation
to certify the waves;
division
sums separated
from their loved ones
in a land of letters
that formed a woman
in the bark holding
a linear sceptre
sentinel
to the paths
between the trees
snaking, sneaking,
twisting through the leaves,
like a lover's promise,
a chanced-upon route,
a commerce
of bodies breathing
like wild seas.
]]> 1019486 no no Sun, 08 May 2016 15:08:50 +0200 2016-05-08T15:08:50+02:00 3:26 https://hearthis.at/vitalfibres-xg/tomb/ There was
blackness
Erebos
but no more a concrete loss.
I made a choice to turn
to cross
the threshold strewn
with bone.

First I of course
had to heave my heart’s
horrendous corpse
slide it all across the floor
and wear the blood
it let aloud and long.

Then I lost/pecked your eyes’
ethereal form; there was
only echoing

a croaking s/gong.]]> There was
blackness
Erebos
but no more a concrete loss.
I made a choice to turn
to cross
the threshold strewn
with bone.

First I of course
had to heave my heart’s
horrendous corpse
slide it all across the floor
and wear the blood
it let aloud and long.

Then I lost/pecked your eyes’
ethereal form; there was
only echoing

a croaking s/gong.]]> 1019487 no no Sat, 07 May 2016 01:47:34 +0200 2016-05-07T01:47:34+02:00 0:52 https://hearthis.at/vitalfibres-xg/open-courts/ free to breathe
the living air
the exit, the sheath
the slit of sunlight carving out
the cracked lips of the lair
I saw
I thought I saw
It was so close
a hope, a step, a wish
I could hear
her death-robe's swish, the wet
clamping of her feet, the rope
that tied us to the merry god I could
hear
hear
the sea crooning, the flutter of a wood
so near
I swear
I swear to all living
I was tricked into believing
we were there;
at the cusp of warmth, standing
at the open courts
of the woken world.]]> free to breathe
the living air
the exit, the sheath
the slit of sunlight carving out
the cracked lips of the lair
I saw
I thought I saw
It was so close
a hope, a step, a wish
I could hear
her death-robe's swish, the wet
clamping of her feet, the rope
that tied us to the merry god I could
hear
hear
the sea crooning, the flutter of a wood
so near
I swear
I swear to all living
I was tricked into believing
we were there;
at the cusp of warmth, standing
at the open courts
of the woken world.]]> 1019488 no no Mon, 21 Mar 2016 11:42:45 +0100 2016-03-21T11:42:45+01:00 0:54 https://hearthis.at/vitalfibres-xg/sea-of-stars-piano/ was cast into a harp;
I struggled with directions
how to depart
where to flow to
who to trust.
I was armless, legless
just a face across the dark
all lips and eyes
dimension-less
difficult to luff
to remember how to
sing the symmetries of love
that quieten the beasts
and stir a warrior's breast;
the highest speakable degrees
that woo the wind to rest
and raise the dawning east
while all the while wandering
wet, windswept, flowing
pure, in an uncertain darkness
lone, in an uncertain glowing.


Image copyright Pillars of Creation, NASA]]> was cast into a harp;
I struggled with directions
how to depart
where to flow to
who to trust.
I was armless, legless
just a face across the dark
all lips and eyes
dimension-less
difficult to luff
to remember how to
sing the symmetries of love
that quieten the beasts
and stir a warrior's breast;
the highest speakable degrees
that woo the wind to rest
and raise the dawning east
while all the while wandering
wet, windswept, flowing
pure, in an uncertain darkness
lone, in an uncertain glowing.


Image copyright Pillars of Creation, NASA]]> 1019489 no no Sun, 28 Feb 2016 10:59:53 +0100 2016-02-28T10:59:53+01:00 2:43 https://hearthis.at/vitalfibres-xg/shadow-enhanced/ 1019490 no no Sun, 20 Dec 2015 11:10:30 +0100 2015-12-20T11:10:30+01:00 1:00 https://hearthis.at/vitalfibres-xg/orpheus-one/ from where I placed it
it broke off into thin sparks
strings ten thousand strong
a leaping song
like a doe dodging a god
a feathered arrow
it struck and plundered
my variable heart
I rested it awhile
somnolent, forgetful
perceived by no one
then it flew
it flew away from me
it flew towards me
it twirled and hooped
it broke off into strips of shining
eloped into the sun
flanked the mountain
my severed sharpness
I forgot, I slept, I dreamed
lakes of language
then it grew
it grew a sail and travelled
a shield of talking
a scroll unravelled
a round thing, a lined thing,
a rolling, a stasis, a sweeping
inside it blossomed, outside it stretched
clever and roaming
a fine thing
a weeping.

Poetry - Christos Sakellaridis
Piano - Lucas Agelinas
Image Es werde Licht - Hans Thoma 1884
]]> from where I placed it
it broke off into thin sparks
strings ten thousand strong
a leaping song
like a doe dodging a god
a feathered arrow
it struck and plundered
my variable heart
I rested it awhile
somnolent, forgetful
perceived by no one
then it flew
it flew away from me
it flew towards me
it twirled and hooped
it broke off into strips of shining
eloped into the sun
flanked the mountain
my severed sharpness
I forgot, I slept, I dreamed
lakes of language
then it grew
it grew a sail and travelled
a shield of talking
a scroll unravelled
a round thing, a lined thing,
a rolling, a stasis, a sweeping
inside it blossomed, outside it stretched
clever and roaming
a fine thing
a weeping.

Poetry - Christos Sakellaridis
Piano - Lucas Agelinas
Image Es werde Licht - Hans Thoma 1884
]]> 1019491 no no Mon, 24 Aug 2015 20:58:17 +0200 2015-08-24T20:58:17+02:00 2:24 https://hearthis.at/vitalfibres-xg/in-the-pale-harbour-enhanced/ 1019492 no no Mon, 30 Mar 2015 21:10:11 +0200 2015-03-30T21:10:11+02:00 1:13