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, July 3, 2011

Humidity


weeds grow
defiantly 
blow 
once the evening
breezes (in) 
begin (s)
teasing
it's easier to believe
tomorrow's heat
will not be so 
impossibly 
wet


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7 comments:

  1. HarlequinJuly 3, 2011 at 12:05 AM

    ... as a newfoundlander shipwrecked in ontario, and beginning my 21st summer in the icky sticky heat of niagara summer, give me a north atlantic wind off an ice berg any day...

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  2. PunchJuly 3, 2011 at 7:50 AM

    your discription sounds a lot like Florida.

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  3. intelliwenchJuly 3, 2011 at 9:42 AM

    "Dog breath weather" is my sister's term for this humid summer stuff.

    At least the heat hasn't melted your brain, like I fear it has mine. Your rhymes are nice here.

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  4. jadedjJuly 3, 2011 at 10:57 AM

    Sounds like the plain Plains the last few days. Not a hint of a breeze. Stifling.

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  5. HarlequinJuly 4, 2011 at 12:22 AM

    punch-- i've only been to Florida once and it was in november....so i likely have missed its splendour.. it seems there are resonances with my own locale
    intelliwench-- thanks for the kind comment; dog breath weather is a great line !!
    jadedj-- my Plains experiences are also limited, but it sounds like you can relate to the last few days here in my little piece of humid hell.

    thanks, y'all.... nice to see that i am not alone in my humid misery :)

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  6. Madame DeFargeJuly 4, 2011 at 5:07 PM

    Sitting here, feeling too hot in the increasing humidity. Nice shape to this.

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  7. HarlequinJuly 4, 2011 at 11:42 PM

    madame -- thanks for the visit and the comment on the shape of the poem. i experiment with it from time to time (my son encourages me to be adventurous with how poetry and space and shape relate to each other.... )
    and on the humidity thing.... wow, it's an epidemic!

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