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| Poetry in the morning. How sweet it is.
© 2015 Tiffany Vakilian
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Thinking about my Goddard peeps and the poetry that they inspired in me.
I've
heard it said
A
great many things about
Dynamic
duos
Complimentary
opposites
The
dance and not the battle
Heard
that last week
In
and out
Red
and blue
Blue
and grey
Yin
and yang
Yanantin
and masintin
Partners
in a samba
Can
they dance alone?
Can
I?
On
the dance floor called corpus callosum
The
moonlight and shadow
One
orb
The
storyteller and the administrative assistant
Breathing
Both
directions are necessary
For
life
Body
Hands
feet
Left
side right side
Seen
unseen
Wolf
wife
That’s
for Clarissa
Who
started this whole conversation
Without
even knowing I existed
Or
perhaps
It
was Tannen
She
said it is communication
That
can destruct meaning
Goffman's
impressions
Given
and given off
Gilligan’s
pleasure
Relationship
for relationships
And
all the stories in between
And
around
And
throughout
Can
they dance alone?
Can
I?
Thanks
Anne
For
your friend Kitty
Imaginary
and real
Realized
Shange's
choreo-poem
Embodiment?
The
dance of communication
Or
beauty
Or
therapy
A
mushroom, Alice
Eat
it
One
side makes you bigger
And
the other...
Otherizing
Let's
bring in Pme and Qme
Honne
and Tatamae
There
I am
In
the conversation
Of
duality
Recognizing
and engaging
Via
dual-expression
Write
it
Then
say it
No
Say
it
THEN
write it
One
feeds the other better in this way
This
way that way
Light
shadow
Felt
sense felt senses
Hearing
with ears
Our
words
Our
woman-self words
Can
they dance alone?
Can
I?
Front
self Pme
Meta-self
Qme
Winding
a winding road
To
knowing
To
gnowing
Knowing
and gnowing
Oracle
and Architect
Archetypes
Popular
culture
Myth
story
Can
they dance alone?
Can
I?
With words, song & prayer,
TiMo
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