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
An owl will slash the seam
and then
when it seems
that a look could not be any more
captivating
or a stillness any more
motionless
or a moment any more
sudden
or
prolonged
an owl will slash the seam
of
all those any mores
with the piercing silence
of
glide
... saw a striking photo image of a white faced barn owl.... she gazed right at me, and i was taken...
ReplyDeleteooooooweee! that has punch - love it - you've captured the glide and swoop perfectly.
ReplyDeletegarth-- thanks!! appreciate the kind and enthusiastic comment!
ReplyDeleteWhen they turn and look at you. That is the moment of realization.
ReplyDeleteI just knew the last line was going to be "the piercing silence of a glance." Fooled me. Good for you.
ReplyDeletePunch-wow, you got that right!!! amazing creatures. amazing. thanks for this comment.
ReplyDeleteMr.C.-- i like your line too!! thanks for your kind comment. btw-- i am having trouble getting to your site.... i keep getting a not in service message.... gotta love blogger some days :(