Thursday, March 17, 2011

battle

grey morning
the sillhuette of 5 figures on the sill
bead skirts and bead shields and a giant red bead head balancing baskets
a spike in the center to hold a candle
upright

the UN approves military intervention in Libya. at least to shoot targets across great distances. the new york times quotes Qaddafi - he threatens to drag people out of their closets. agh. i hope we help more than our conscience.

Rwanda.
You also feel far behind the mist. Behind the army of candle holders with distinct spears and shields. A coffee bean, a road, an "i", a star with red colors, a star with green colors. The sound of chopping wood. Red bead heads.

I am midway through rehearsals with D for a project on home. Or on continuity. Or exchanging techniques of performance. 5 Rwandan performers. 3 muzungus. Often the work deals with sorrow. Sorrow can be genocide. Sorrow can be a girlfriend rejecting you. Sorrow cannot be left.

A bee in sillhouette . . .

Do you want to know where I am?
(Always in a different house. A strange house.)
sad sad sad
and if you live here, what is your use? what is your sadness for?
(are you here with me. no wine in your belly and money in your purse)

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