Aeolus, position your vane to halcyon days. Solstice, bookended by waves calmer than graves. Alcyon, lacking in sleep, discovers that Ceyx now is gone, lost in the sea, lost in the reef. Your father wields four winds for you and your lover. You both will be rebirthed with wings. Hold each other and fly close to the sun, the days will get longer from now on. Ithaca, waited all year for the storm to clear. All of us dream on the pier, endorphins and beer. This game of days one cannot win with Icarus wings. Alcyon, share with us the view from your altitude. I’ve searched all the corners of earth, now I’m tired. Still, I’d cross every ocean for her while this fire burns through any storm or tempest Poseidon should procure.
credits
from Heliotrope (2011),
released March 1, 2011
with Meyer Brown on bass and Ian Legge on cello
West Virginia country-folk singer-songwriter Trae Sheehan aims to find a balance between the traditional and the modern on his new LP. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 29, 2020