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, February 28, 2010


somebody, kill the committee!
all of them?
all of them...
especially the son of a bitch with the scratchy whisper
that fella
insisting on reminding me
about the turn not taken
the work not done
or done well
as if that were ever possible

and especially also the fleet
& deadly feathered Mercury
doesn't talk much & doesn't have to
hurts with a glance
of screeching steel
murders small birds
to drive the point home
another insisting
I've really let myself go
yielding will kill me
since I am already
exhibiting the cracks and crumbles
perhaps that explains all that

new music

belay that order!
I made the damn thing...
I'll kill it myself


  1. Committees can be frustrating ;). I really love the portrait of Mercury, and the lovely interlude describing the dust's fall. Great read.

  2. Or you could just step back and let its own weight do the work for you.

  3. Francis-- thanks for the catch on Mercury; glad you enjoyed
    WM... now, there's an idea!!
    Pisces-- I am at it! moving beyond vindictive fantasies to a cathartic next step...

  4. I love those last three lines. really, truly do. this is lovely.

  5. Seventyniner-- aha... a kindred spirit! thanks for the visit and the comment, much appreciated.