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 20, 2011

In this place



In this place called home
storms blow in
no one panics
no matter what falls from the sky
or
how
it 
falls

In this place called home
wind & water 
forge wild misty silences
so deep
my solitude's heart
beats
like a gift

In this place called home
your voice reaches
me
I remember
how important is the work of honesty
& 
risk

In this place called home 
you bring me back
yielding,
I lean into this place
 Called
Home


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7 comments:

  1. PunchFebruary 20, 2011 at 9:32 AM

    This place, that you call home, is what every child should experience.

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  2. Madame DeFargeFebruary 20, 2011 at 1:55 PM

    Home is sometimes not a place, but a feeling of being with people. You captured that very well.

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  3. GarthFebruary 20, 2011 at 4:16 PM

    In this place, when the storm comes in, everybody (including me) panics.
    Final stanza is killer.

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  4. jadedjFebruary 20, 2011 at 5:27 PM

    In this place called home, is the wherewithal to weather the storm, one would hope.

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  5. HarlequinFebruary 22, 2011 at 12:50 AM

    punch- i totally agree with you! thanks for the visit.
    madame-- i am glad the people of this place shone through. thanks!
    pisces-- every place is different, for sure. my home thrives on storms.... thanks for the comment on that final stanza... i was in there wondering about it for a while.
    jadedj-- yes, indeed; the wherewithal is there(with all). weathering and riding it out... either, and/or both. thanks for the visit.

    hey, y'all-- i really appreciate these generous comments and it means all the more 'cause you all are such amazing, thoughtful writers yourselves.

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  6. the walking manFebruary 23, 2011 at 9:34 AM

    I am one who is home now because home is where I am not where I live.

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  7. HarlequinFebruary 24, 2011 at 12:25 AM

    wm-- thanks for this thoughtful distinction... i admit to feeling more " at home " when i am in the place i call home.... something about it calls to me in ways that other places don't. but i can sometimes carry it with me into other places...
    thanks for the visit.

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