I’m very sad to read about Chris Cornell’s death. Nirvana and Pearl Jam received more widespread attention, but Chris Cornell’s Temple of the Dog and Soundgarden bands were a driving force in the early days of grunge. And on into his more recent Audioslave and solo days, he remained one of my favorite male vocalists. His voice was extraordinarily powerful and unique, as was his music.
“…Here the unbound
fields, white flags of surrender, unanchored blossoms,
apple under a veil of arabesques, the red and white lines
of a blank staff whose notes have flown like great birds
still hovering, a flutter of leaves, still vibrato, still
dervish, sleep sink and float, not yet the doorway, not yet
the pull and drag of the body out of the other-ocean.”
Read the entire poem at Boulevard Magazine.