HAZE
Wang Yuanyuan
Chapter 1
As if tethered to the angry sky
lurching
through smoke
somnambulance
silently
huddled
reaching
free-fall
captive
fish
awash
margined
footfalls of
gunk
bird
lesion
tumble down
rolling duo
corpse bounce
vain vein
cut
lightfall
circle
blow
by blow
waiting to rise
fall
last
apart
center hold
Chapter 2
Foment crowd
purify
machine
gang
struck
silk drum
lapped
silhouette
limbo stance
in perilous light
death
waltz
flowing
like diamonds
sparring
stood
atom
time
bolt down
first
pull
lapse
nation
finding
wedge
watched
troubled
offering
fall
back
ripping
fulfilled
called
parallel
dark
Chapter 3
Cipher
sever
scurry
margin
cast around
ego ergo
tried
gulf
down on
down
drawn
fate
dropped
going
circle
days
alone
air
pulled
prone
sidelong
arc fallen
away
line
edge
afoul
breaking
square
upright upon
fall
back from solid
teetering
last
embryo
up
at
squall clouds
remain
here
3 comments:
Thanks for this, Mark, and for the Lin Hwai-Min dance poem last week.
Thanks, Steve, the all-seeing. I was becoming a bit worried since you hadn't posted to your blog since Bloomsday.
I guess this is merely part of the zeitgeist, to fear someone's been thrown in an oubliette if they aren't on Facebook or Blogger...
P.S.-- try to see this piece if you ever have a chance. I really liked it (and it worked really well for poem-ing), but it was absolutely savaged by the New York dance press, and not even by Alastair Macaulay, who you can usually predict to have his head up his arse, but someone else as well.
The NYT has not been very cosmopolitan in its reception of BAM's World Voices part of NextWave this fall.
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