Sunday, November 22, 2009

remembrances


They were like
fossils
her feet

They took part in

Deep
grooves

playful folds

and

silence

like a drought.


Her elbows

or
"billbows"
said in a french accent

could be molded into wild
creatures

A pinch of skin between the fingers^

a world

a bird

a home

Hand held rivers

and


in winter

dewdrop nose
would freeze like
icicle...

I did not forget
don't worry.


Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Peace

Your hand opens and closes and opens and closes. If it were always a fist or always stretched open, you would be paralyzed. Your deepest presence is in every small contracting and expanding, the two as beautifully balanced and coordinated as bird wings. – Rumi


Oil on canvas
by
kris for short
1998

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

the scientific approach




Like falling backwards into space

A mixture of liquid and magnet
that must work to stay contained
as though the fibers could stretch and pull
and become separated

The heart presses itself
and reaches

The sound alone is distracting


The movements stay connected and familiar

There are no words
and the resistance ancient

Friday, August 14, 2009

Bobby

thank you for reminding me
that trust
is
most important!

Just like
Blue and Green
and funny.

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

potential

it could go either
way really...


that's all.
for
now.



Thursday, June 25, 2009

fragments

curious moon
and the dark
is out.

silence?

I should know you by now
or at least
feel comfortable

giving you a hug.

I like

the sound of your voice
from inside your chest.

I could stay here

with my heart pressed
but
there are things to tend to
candy rock hunting season
is almost
over.

strange


cold clocks
are running
backwards

green apple
dresses
are inviting
sleep








Wednesday, June 17, 2009

water

Nostalgia

turn up the volume.
boost the color.
change
me.

But I like you this way
stay
and
we'll talk
I miss you

Turn up the volume
change the channel
run around naked

Be with me


but I just saw you yesterday
and the day before
today
and today
I want to be like music





Saturday, June 13, 2009

Thursday, June 11, 2009

I'm listening

"There is a vitality, a life force, a quickening that is translated through you into action, and because there is only one of you in all time, this expression is unique. And if you block it, it will never exist through any other medium and will be lost. The world will not have it.
It is not your business to determine how good it is; nor how valuable it is; nor how it compares with other expressions. It is your business to keep it yours, clearly and directly, to keep the channel OPEN. You do not even have to believe in yourself or your work. You have to keep open and aware directly to the urges that motivate you. Keep the channel open. No artist is pleased. There is no satisfaction whatever at any time. There is only a queer, divine dissatisfaction, a blessed UnReSt that keeps us marching and makes us more alive than the others"

Martha Graham to Agnes De mille