Written in response to Free Falling Double Bill by Hagit Yakira/ by Alexandrina Hemsley

Two Dances

waiting to see what is in front of

these two dances

sifting between

bound, built muscle

and fine porcelain

that breathes through

cells like the sound of

the sea heard through conches

pressed against trusting ears

rotating arms, extending necks and twisting hips

to fold into the underneath

which reveals the mystery

of and in

an invitation to fall and

to recover ourselves

holding our weight between

two panes of glass

in case we slip out

we are afraid to fall and yet

here these dances coax us

into an imaginary where

light refracts around

bodies inhabiting

subtle spinning sadness

becoming prisms

of breath and momentum

of companions supporting

of trusting intuition

of falling into place

of falling into rest

…

slow weight cascades down bodies

bodies nuzzling back to life

a subtle acceptance

of openness and connectivity

and release before recovery

chasing one another like semi-quavers working

through their emotions

creating inky music

and missing people

missing connections

letting go

leaving behind

but

investing in channels

of the body

which dazzle