watch the spell these mountains clarify our breath, that is the sea over there in this grotto, guardians of broken stone can’t stop tourists, nor the thief who pried loose the jewel once in Buddha’s brow at sunrise, they say you could stand just inside doors opened wide toward sea, and the first ray of…
Tag: Korea
Gala: Gliding as Prophecy
Young women glide in hanbok, with hand drums and dance. This is their country, and they sway, decorated in flowers. I remember horror and indignation from embassy staff, but i see it still, undeterred: In their endurance, in their 5000 years of absorbing invasion, immigration, subjugation and some alchemical fermentations fed by the earth i…
Flame-bearing
Olympic Flame PyeongChang Kim Yuna glides high above the gathered throngs waiting, her thoughts her own carving sprays of ice, in arcs that fall and glimmer, like a thousand prayers from mouth to sky, can you hear me? families divided by a line between world powers, carved across their homeland’s face might read anything or…
2003:Dance
it’s 2003 and i’m on board with the city arts council we are invited to send a delegation to korea and i know i must go spend the morning calm walking alone in seoul return in time for breakfast when we move on to wonju there, too, the dawn is where i belong in…
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