Pagan Poetry eclipses any words, but I'll try. This song feels infinite. Not in a vague sense, but seriously, sincerely infinite and endlessly layered. Like falling through emotion itself, every emotion, all at once. It very well feels like "pagan poetry," raw but endless, the amalgam of total vulnerability with total surrender to instinct. It sounds like fruit ripening in times-lapse, but not times-lapse in the sense that it brushes over any of the important details, but just ... read more