and so
i come
i enter
i sit
i find
my mind
surfacing
to destroy
the act
of this
artmaking
making
itself
a
mask
promises
threatens
its
place
to hide
behind
to
enter in
to the
dance
beyond
this
body.
i
sit.
i
be.
i
write.
i
find.
i
come.
i
enter
the
offering.
i gift my gifted
self to these proceedings.
elizaBeth Benson's poetic journey through her daily life as an artist, mom, spirit, lover, human being
Showing posts with label i be here. Show all posts
Showing posts with label i be here. Show all posts
Monday, May 05, 2008
Sunday, April 27, 2008
i want and then...
i want
and then
stop wanting
have
and then
stop having
speak
and then
stop speaking
give
and then
stop giving
in the presence
of witness
i be here
seen or heard
felt or imagined
i be here now
being
s t i l l
and then
stop wanting
have
and then
stop having
speak
and then
stop speaking
give
and then
stop giving
in the presence
of witness
i be here
seen or heard
felt or imagined
i be here now
being
s t i l l
Labels:
be here now,
being a writer,
grief life,
i be here,
place,
presence,
silence,
stillness,
want
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