Capturing Movement on the Page

#theartandpracticeofmovement and the images and words that arise.

2/6/19

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An Embodied Theory of the Cold


The field

Expanse

Unfolding through the cold white

Infinity

Between the trees and me

A memory

Of words  

From a Climate Scientist

Who stood upon  

Arctic sea ice

The frozen world

Necessary

For our extension

And the strange arrangement of our expansion.  


1/31/19

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Sunset RUMInation


The winter waters with the western sky

divide in two

lung touching heart

---an olympian reach between the breath of matter and the fire of spirit.


Mountain of gods, eye meet you there upon the glassy reflection.


Soul burning from the deep waters beyond the horizons,

behind and forward I am moving,

Still,

to feel you stretching into one being.


1/25/19

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Winter Light

Touching the beat of my feet pounding

monotonously up the slate-gray road,

moss vibrancy pulls my winter heart

into the sole light refraction of a rhythmic journey

into the vicissitudes of a season

that is never truly without marvel.

1/24/19

Looking In and Out After A reading of Lokeshvara Dancing


I wish I could be the grey skies in winter form

punctured by the white bursts   and subtle ripple of cloud line

stage for the 23 crows -or was it 28?- that circled

in departure and return,

in arcs and lines, around the

Sequoia and Douglas Fir

pillars in the distance beyond my writing desk,

providing form to the architecture of my longing

for inner illumined

currents

in attunement with earth and sky and birds

in my dance

and these words.




1/23/2019

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Llandover Woods

Between the lines

never stopping

multitude of angles

prostrating to the wind and soil and hillside

my rhythm of becoming.



Karin Stevens Dance