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Bernadette Hall


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THE SILK

(in his words)


I buy the silk
for $45.00 from a friend
we are already working on an ending

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we meet every day
starting slowly
startling under the silk

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she is already taking all the blame
breathing I love you I love you
in the rehearsal space

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we spend hours & hours
getting in & out of the heart
I would like to do something else

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I feel like an intruder
the words are following me around
her breast is a simple offering

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I shake her shoulders
to produce a different sound
the sound of water falling

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I have thrown the silk
for over an hour       my arms
break the rhythm of my voice

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we never know
if our hands might slip apart
I have stopped listening to her

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how stumbly our lives are
& violence the quickest way
to stop the pain

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I would like to expand
on the concept of pain
the specific degrees of pain

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where there is no song
there is no pain
& no happiness

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I am angry
I cry all night
what are you accusing me of?

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the moon is in Scorpio
my toes move
my tears are familiar

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we have blocked the final scene
it flows up into the heaters
in the roof

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a man & a woman
are speaking over a corpse
they fold up the silk like washing



NOTE:   “The Silk” incorporates some of the sensations of performance recorded
by the actors of “The Girl Who Sings Waterfalls”.   I acknowledge the responses
of Fiona Brownlie, Joanne Gibbs, Jacinda Gilligan, Cherie Hart and Charlette Taylor.

from The Persistent Levitator, Wellington: Victoria UP, 1994
Bernadette Hall
 


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Last updated 24 March, 2005