Monday, September 24, 2012

yoga night


“To think is easy. To act is hard. But the hardest thing in the world is to act in accordance with your thinking.” 
― Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
“To think is easy. To act is hard. But the hardest thing in the world is to act in accordance with your thinking.”  ― Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
ready.  fire.  aim.   
our mind's phonograph needles tap clandestine
hopes in our spines while our necks crane slightly 
forward and trigger our eyelids like painted 
garage doors to shut.  our mouths purse in half-smile 
half-wince gestures. accordingly sinews of every muscle 
pull and wrap like roots of a great tree. we concentrate
to listen because we have to hear, we must hear 
this. this is a falling off, a breathless cliff dive.  we are neither
here nor there.  we are so intent upon the present 
that we are cast as bystanders to our own 
inner swan dive along rocky cliffs. these words 
must be uttered, this noise must pass. we all 
must hear.  so that after great effort, our spines wrinkle 
back together like exhausted accordions, our heads
lean on our partner’s shoulders, our hands droop like flower 
bulbs and we are spent, but content, for we heard 
what we had to hear.  deep breath.  ---

Sunday, September 23, 2012

re-disovered objects

i've moved from boston to california.  and from california back to boston.  

i've come and left and come back again.  

and so it is with this virtual space.  i'm making a new commitment to curious abstractions for the time being.  i will try and post frequently (maybe once a day).  and see how it goes.

what is a curious abstraction you ask and why the couch?

a friend of mine once had to leave mexico city last second and was not able to keep all of her belongings - pictures, generations-old family pieces, etc.  solution?  she built a fake wall in her apartment and put all of the things she could not take behind it.  

she has never yet returned.  but her possessions remain there waiting for her.  

hello couch.  i am back to pass notes under the generous fibers of your being once again.  

thanks for the space.

cheers,
fresh