An Octave convened immediately following the reappearance of living scions of the burnt Symbias trees. This included a leading singer-artist-speaker-sound-architect from each Aquariid planetary community, including the Sendsingers. A rare convening, this was a Multiplied Octave: besides the lead speakers, many others were also present, loosely affiliated from every corner. They were called by relevance – witnesses, outreach communicators, event interpreters, influencer-listeners. Voices that could make lots of waves.
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They found a bench at the edge of a small neighborhood park, where they wouldn’t look suspicious. Derringer used his cheap disposable communicator, the same one that had been riding in his pocket while on a planet still uncharted. There was a mysterious and short conversation, where he specified that he had a new investigative partner who was intrinsic to his operation, and he obtained a meeting point.
“Well, we’re not going in there,” said Derringer, indicating the towering eight-sided skystabber looming over the scenery, “so it’s good that we didn’t try. The location’s nearby, though. Just a tram hop and skip away. In a dramatically-contrasting neighborhood, if you know what I mean.”
“I do know what you mean, and I’m guessing which one. I have actually visited every neighborhood in this city.” Chip Soleil’s voice was mild and even.
“Good, so you’re not afraid to go.”
Sh’Bang Fest! & Poetry Popper
I’m going to Sh’Bang Fest, and will be amongst the audience in the Saloon Chapel tomorrow 9/7 Saturday night from 9pm-close. I’m bringing a limited edition Poetry Popper – with a hand-lettered fabric patch, a signed copier broadsheet of my ribbon-winner poem Stars Framed in Adobe Clay (lettered in my handwriting), and small piece of beach glass picked by me. Compensate or romance me appropriately.
My poetry is signed: e.l.elasigue