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in joan of arcland

from letters from the sun by leo crandall

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In Joan of Arcland, along the rampart,
We ducked into a room of lead.
You laid your hands down on the cannon
And sang a song of silver thread

We felt the fear that they would cheer
And chant the auto da fe
Encircle us and stake the stake
We’d burn like paper mache

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But there was no fire, there was no bell
There was no far and no wide
We merely dried like a stack of dead flowers
Cleft like St. John's divide.

I am alone now in Joan of Arcland
I must learn my mother’s best
To calmly walk to the inland waters
And take my final my rest.

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from letters from the sun, released August 1, 2013

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leo crandall Syracuse, New York

I am a singer/songwriter/composer. I play the requinto, cello and guitar. I have toured Africa sponsored by the State Dept., nominated for Australia’s Bluestar Award, charted #14 nationally in Roots and Blues, received a Meet the Composer Grant. I have composed film scores, dance scores, theater music and ambient sound for installations. My music has been heard all over the world. ... more

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