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

Thursday, September 3, 2015

Only Son


today you were born
and I was reborn.

you were the astronaut
navigating the next moon
and the next stars

and I was
and have always been
pulled, even as the tides are pulled,
into that terrible wonderful time of wondering, wandering, hoping 

no regrets
only son
only love




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3 comments:

  1. HarlequinSeptember 3, 2015 at 11:31 PM

    Happy Birthday to my amazing son.
    Loving you is the easiest thing I do.

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  2. the walking manSeptember 7, 2015 at 6:37 AM

    Sweet! My sons would never hear this from me, course they never hear much from me because once I taught them all I knew about navigation I un-moored them and rarely see them but as a silhouette on the horizon.

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  3. HarlequinSeptember 10, 2015 at 12:03 AM

    WM-- hey ho...thanks for the visit.
    and thanks for the comment. My son is pretty much un-moored as well, but our relationship is such a miracle, I celebrate him every year. Glad to see you are as productive and creative as ever!!

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