Frank Corcoran

Why should it always be the ” Cork-screw´s Song ? ”
Short life , bits and fragments, not even a decent look or measure de corpse, quick little
nothings. Shards , a lovely word. This our scopological, post N.S.A. world , peep or look or stare at the banal, trivial, ” The moment of my dying ” , indeed , indecency rife and our dear culture of seeing half , all born out of these sixty ( ? ) years of We Have It Good.
No place for music there, here. Sorry .