I take on part of you
As you take on part of me.
We thirst after water
after one another’s breath.
Our roots, like tongues
As the ground falls away
I become one
with the branch of a tree.
My mind’s eye
sees shadows as real
My mind’s eye
knows branches can feel
My minds eye
perceives aliveness in you.
We thirst after water
I take on part of you
As you take on part of me.
My minds eye
Sees shadows as real
Our bodies slide
in and out of phase,
oppose and consent
support and resist.
Without friction
We cannot move
Support and Resist
We were out hiking near the campsite on Yorta Yorta Country. It was completely dark when we pulled in the night before. The stars were so bright, I had never seen them that bright in my entire life before. I remember the stunning silence of no people, a thing that can give fright, easy to be afraid of the absence of people, isn’t it. And then there were our hikes, I remember this particular one was in the day time but back towards where we had see the frogs the night before and there were kangaroos everywhere, astounded at us. Stopping and pausing. I wanted to mirror their movements. This particular stop, this home found us by a tree, a large broken tree.
Adrienne said it was the red gums, a very important naturally repellent kind of tree as I understood later from the professor. I asked Adrienne to pull on it, to see how it would naturally change the shape of her body as she naturally resisted it, as she played with the resistance of this upwards motion against her body. As we had done on Samothraki, in fact. To put the body in position of having to relinquish control to the natural forces of nature.