Dying/broken/forgiven.... now I begin

Born: 17-06-56....gemini.... monkey
re-born: 3-09-80
born again\found: 14-04-08
other notable dates: 10-03-68; 03-09-87; 23-03-96;
1-05-98; 31-01-02; 5-04-04

Interests: movement, stressed/transgressive embodiment, lived experience (body\space\time\relation)
expression ( word, dance, text, image, story, music, poetics)
learning, yielding......

Hopes for the blog:
offer up the wild intersectedness of lived experience and engage others in creative, expressive, perhaps irreverant, hopefully playful, and respectful encounters....
enact kindness
create moments of pause for disclosure, discovery, stillness

Sunday, November 8, 2009

Remembering friends, long gone



Suicide
no more night
quite the ride
suicide
down the slide
gone, the fight
suicide
no more night


7 comments:

  1. triolet... three syllables; and a remembrance of friends who took the ride.

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  2. Jimmy-- and I am delighted to get comments from a silver-tongued sweet-talker like you... I'm glad you liked this one
    Punch... thanks so much; this piece was also a necessary ... ride ...for me.

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  3. Just to close to home for me H....the writing was well done though.

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  4. WM-- I empathize; thanks for the visit.

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  5. The ride down the slide. I miss my old playground.

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