In the Beginning Was Dub Reggae

[mnaz]

In the beginning, rock,
and vibrations of rock.
A time riddle, infinite middle.
The word was dub; word was with dub.
The monster massive slowed down low.
Reverb careening down the valley.
The roots man on a big beat earth.
The big dog woofer grumbling.
Psalms of the heavy rumbling
in holy rolling boom.
Rattle the room.

[Doreen Peri]

Love this

[mnaz]

Thanks Doreen. It's a shortened version of part of a long rambling "prose poem" (?) I wrote years ago.

This is the "turned up loud" side of the dub pulse. There is also a "turned down low" side, where reverb and echo seem to ripple out across the land. Either way, it fills an expanse.