LAFogle

Lesley Ann Fogle uses the abbreviated moniker LAFogle [la foe gull] (la the + Fogle bird), to distinguish her role as a writer. She is a multi-disciplinary artist, sound engineer, author of the poetry book the waywith sun (2007) and Proof of Ear-lier Existence, a selection of 35 poems turned into songs (1992-2002) by Mal VU, her former Chicago-based music collective. Mal VU kept her busy after-hours experimenting with noncommercial mixing techniques to produce six albums of material gleaned from a constant creative approach to living the therapeutic arts.

She is the singer/ engineer/ co-writer of After-Death Plan whose 2017 debut Literature featured songs about books and authors from Dostoevsky to Walter de la Mare. ADP’s second album, Psycho Social Sexual,  included a title track that “channels the articulate, defined nature of lexical rage in a world that rewards the limiting of language with a causality of inclusiveness.” As fans of art cinema, ADP learned basic video skills to produce several music videos for which the ensemble was awarded grant funding by the Greater Columbus Arts Council to further their trail of adding a visual layer to their work.

LAFogle calls her writing style neurogenesis, in that it strives to learn, using arrangement and lingual interplay to reveal bigger ideas and connect inner behavioral shadow work with external consciousness and environment. She is currently finishing up a new collection of poems and a collection of short stories, working on a novel titled FutureYou, and producing ADP’s third album Bread & Circuses.


To find out more about Lesley’s work as a sound creative , visit hearnoevil.us. To hear her music, visit afterdeathplan.com or check out early Mal VU recordings on Bandcamp.


Let us entangle—soshin—enthusiasm of the seen, the unseen, and what we can produce to keep the awe in mystery.

sight schythe sigh,
the cut reframed,
explained to a t.
a lee from your name
filling my skin.
an exoskeleton
dance of #sign-
ature defeat
bows to the wind,
spins and sheds
its memories

#vss365 #poem #poetry

Apologies for not being around. I’ve had little time to even follow life’s prompts. Hoping the warm weather brings change.

…met them in familiar halfways…emptying buckets of dead-of-night

The horse and the elephant and the monkey and me, listen to the forest for the trees. To #taboo, meaning sacred, and came to mean unclean. We #mew about while the falcon molts. Our missions, in a widening gyre, receive and emit.

#vssdaily #prompt #vss365

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