Her work, like stains of sadness, attacks your soul, spreads relentlessly, seeps  into the day-to-day, then takes you to that quiet place...

where you define the seasons of your life. And  survive the monsoons of your history. Where secrets and vulnerabilities are cradled in sweet connivance.

A performance can topple boundaries. Can entwine night with day under her unwavering command.

Quickly it darkens now,
white mountains retreat into haze,
portraits of the horizon evaporate
into an unknown place.

A lone hawk challenges
the rising wind,
spirals flatly like a leaf,
dips like a dart, then,
overpowered like my heart,
plummets down to the shallow field.

 

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