Bodypoem

Spontaneous solo home dance practice + spoken words.

These words emerged during a dance & poetry session held by Villy Tichkova.

I am not I
I am it
the infinite field of grasshoppers
the infinite ripples of water circles
the infinite song in your mouth

I am it
the wind
the grasshopper
the pebble

I am it
your breathe
my breathe
the eyelids of my babies
opening to the world

the wolf
the deer
the gold

I am it
the unspoken
the bare truth
the raw light of love

I am it
your no
my yes
and everything in between

(25th March 2024)

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My skin is the sky*
an infinite shadow of dust, leaves and pebbles. Some feathers maybe. Fallen grace in the absence of gaze. I would remember the sound of joy if you would scream my name.
(…)
Home. Nest. My skin as a soft nest for you for me.
(…)
LAUGHING EMPTY.
LOVING EMPTY.
FUCKING UNDERSKIN TATTOOS.
FUCKING UNDERSKIN TATOOS.
(…)
I wish you could witness the gold on my heart skin.

(25th March 2024)

Notes :

* this sentence is not from me
** “underskin tatooes” is a reference to Audre Lorde in “Zami, a new spelling of my name”, who describes the memory of her lover as emotional tattoos left on her skin forever.

Bela Escuridão

Rituais-performance de luto com dança e poesia

I am free

Spontaneous and very quick creation for an Open Floor Teacher Training’s assignment.
Spoken words, nature sounds & drums, movement. February 2022.