Friday, September 26, 2014

a sacred madness


The throbbing of unheard drums
calls me to the birch grove.

The scent of Labrador tea.
A single leaf lands in my hair.

In my dark blood
the light sings.


I've long had a fascination with this dance (Samaia), choreographed by  Iliko Sukhishvili and Nino Ramishvili of the Georgian National Ballet.
















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