Friday, December 9, 2011

being the art & its process/what i believe now:



















(i)

strive to tell our stories honest
muzzle fear's knife-toothed grin

get free
seeking

conjure holiness
ritual naked
touching
mirrors

soul deep

we absurd
beautiful
myriad tones
textures

life

raw
funky
sanctified

flash/light

(i)

work inside liminal space

sacred kissing profane

absolute imperfection bleeding divine

the tongue be

chocolate city gogo/carnival/tree root/block party/praise house/soul cipher/street market

graffiti tag

every name whispered
say drop the bomb
every voice hushed
now raging back

the corner/the kitchen

life mural ablaze

raucous colors: organge peel. blue black midnight blessing. rowdy yellow umbrella. loose woman crimson wine. emerald sparkle fantasy. pomegranate skinned.

solitude of sorrows & sweat

anba dlo

the porch/drum/the pocket/lush monte grove

our sanctuary

now & then

(i)

build/tear down/scrape surface/dig under ground/plant seed/build/adorn

again

a love song

dismantling boundaries of time & space/birthing the always known & slipping away

the hungry mystery be
our ancestors' communion
with us living

a cross

many roads

2 comments:

sweet trini said...

gorgeous, lush.
walk good.

nina angela mercer said...

thank you, sweet trini.