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

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Syn(a)esthesia....




syn(a)esthesia ... my friendly companion
i am wary...
i have not been so permeable in a time
and the wild is as lovely as I remember it

i ride the tides of moon and ocean
no need of a mouth
the words are everywhere

i am waterbug
i am smoke
i am a shy girl in a strange plaid coat
that used to be a blanket



7 comments:

  1. this little piece is a return to a project I was involved in year or so ago.... maybe a bit longer....
    no matter; I am still taken by it :)) (beckettadaptation.blogspot.com)

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  2. Great example of the concept, I wish I could get a personal insight of it someday, sadly I could never relate personally to that, but I admire what others experiences can become.

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  3. There is positively some thing being brought forward but I have no words for the sensation of that thing.

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  4. Great work. Last line is prefect.

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  5. Gerry... prefect works, too :))
    thanks for the comment; much appreciated from a wordsmith like yerself
    WM-- your comment sounds like you might be experiencing a bit of synaesthesia ... nice touch; aren't you subtle :)
    Mariana-- thanks for the kind words.

    hoping to be a bit more attentive to you all quite soon..... my logjam ( previous blog comment) is loosening....

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  6. This is astoundingly good. I agree with Madame DeFarge. The last verse ties it up perfectly and gives it a resonating ending. I read this more than once. Well done.

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