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Issue #68, Folks Festival, Lyons, Colorado, August 17, 2003. Haiku and photographs by Jonathan.




the morning routine:
jockeying for position
for good tarp placement

plastic field of tarps
laid by music devotees
deflect morning rain




fresh watermelon
and pungent garlic ryebread
for free at the folks

singing about rain
the drops materialize
as if right on cue




steel blue storm cloud wedge
angling between foothills
and rocky mountains

in binoculars
able to discern giant vein
on singer's forehead




deep in his fourties
can't stand the narcissism
of the local gym

songwriters fidget
as they wait for diatribe
of old age to end




peppered with raindrops
we sit on plastic sheeting
absorbing lyrics

teenage girls screaming
injecting their river walk
with sense of drama




they give out small bells
but then announce from the stage
bells should not be rung

people of all shapes
but of course not skin color
at pricey event




unconscious habit
i lick three of my fingers
or so paige tells me

guy picking his nose
transforming precious moment
into mundane act




kids in inner tubes
hardly notice the singer
who hails from nashville

'heaven help us all'
vance gilbert admonishing
captive audience




black folk guitarist
says even coming on stage
is political

black folk guitarist
tells hilarious story
about yeast and maine




clouds lift, sun comes out
spectators bake in the heat
creek now refreshing




castles made of sand
invoked both by the singer
and children on the beach




linda with three beers
two for her an one for him
she walks with big smile




brit with a beret
sings about gethsemane
and the taliban




"color is the way of madness
that's no way to paint the lord"
"when i get to heaven
i want to know that I'm dead" ...richard thompson




now a lighter song
"my daddy is a mummy
in a pyramid"
close the door and shut the lid




like a bright sunset
richard plays under orange lights
illuminated




we all want to hear
the amplified melodies
crystal clear strings




anthemic last song
everybody sings a verse
suddenly standing




indigo duo
sings acapella prayer
about peace for all





solo/group kukai
drawing/writing/photography
jonathan machen