old songs. the language of dance. the language of old patterns. decadence. deep caring. serial heartbreaks. snow, the moon and migratory birds. old maps. trustcrimes. wingscars. my only child.
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screaming for intimate dialogue. talking to ghosts. dancing the vision.
ellom - poetry and voice.
plus different musicians.
see half of the top friends.
last.fm - http://www.last.fm/music/Ellom
performing here and there from time to time, solo or with many others. most often in the USA or in Tartu, Estonia.
new poetry book "Death of Mythical Creatures" and new children's book available to buy or download for money or for free here.
My first collection of poetry in English "The Pain in the Beautiful Answer" is available at the following most lovely bookshops in BERLIN; BUDAPEST; PARIS; CAMBRIDGE, MA; PORT ANGELES, WA and SEATTLE, WA:
Port Book & News
and in many bookshops in Estonia.
As said above, all my books are now available as free PDF files. For I don't believe in keeping something people might need away from them because of financial or geographical reasons. At the same time, I do need to pay rent, raise a kid, buy food. If it is not possible for you to pay the price of a book and you go for the free download, but would like to support my work with a smaller sum, or if you just are inspired by what I do and wish to support it, there is now the possibility to donate. There is no such thing as a too small donation, one dollar is perfectly ok and much appreciated. (I don't mind millions too of course - there are always champagne habits and plane tickets to San Francisco to pay for)
After you've finished here, you may like to hear this folk-carol on myspace... Poem 230 of 230, WalkaboutsVerse (see my blog for details): CHRISTMAS SUNG SIMPLY
As gospellers have said, Beneath signalling skies, On land dusty to tread, A trough in a stable Was the strawy first-bed Of a divine baby - The forgiving Godhead.
A season for new hope - There then and here now; The yuletide of goodwill - There then and here now.
In respect of this chance, Beneath bright or dark skies, Faith's the star that we glance Attending Christ's churches And trying to enhance, With singing and ritual, Our God-loving stance.
Hi Ellom. Are you back home now or still in LA? How is/did the poetry tour go. I am so pleased we meet and wish we had connected one more time. Hugs -Duane
How have you enjoyed it in the NW so far. I hope it is meeting your expectations.
I enjoyed finally meeting you and look forward to seeing you Friday, if not for lunch, then at your reading. I penned a new poem that was inspired by last friday night in Seattle.
thankyou for entrusting me with your work once more, ellom. i hope you have a wonderful, and successful, trip to the usa. best wishes, and much respect to you. peter
Serious thanks, ellom, for your insightful words. it was created with just that intent in mind. to be elsewhere, but also "present", in the now. but not aware of it, just being. and thankyou here also for sending me your new poem. wonderful work, indeed. give me a day or 3. best as always peter
After you've finished here, you may like to hear this poem sung on myspace...
Poem 162 of 230, WalkaboutsVerse (please see my blog): TEES TO TYNE: FIRST IMPRESSIONS - SUMMER 2001
Where traditions are not so rare; Sea, country and works scent the air; A multitude of monuments, Planted tubs and patterned pavements.
The longish pedestrian malls; The remnants of defensive walls; Historic buildings are a gauge Of the respect for heritage.
Wheat, rape and pines in the fields; Estuaries guarded by shields; Long sandy beaches and wide scenes; Romantic-ruin go-betweens.
Rivers in parts licked by trees, Or fringed by boat clubs, wharfs, gantries, And crossed by practical delights - Varied spans, forming pleasing sights.
Fine churches headed at Durham; Football kits ad infinitum; Kept castles - one for study; Masonry behind masonry.
And, with moulding-works out that way, It’s somewhere for a longer stay..?
mul on mingi hull xtc fänniasi peale tulnud 
