Friday, June 29, 2007

It may have happened that, at some point in my life, I took some part of me out of the darkness and placed it in the light for the eyes of another. It may be that he did not understand and I ran full of regrets into a painful emotional solitude. Yet, there may have been other moments when someone heard my secret and accepted my confidence in gentle hands. I may remember what he said to assure me, the compassion in his voice, the understanding look in his eyes.
I remember what those eyes looked like.

ISBN 0-913592-02-1

Thursday, June 28, 2007

running fence

Liminality and Madillah

According to Van Gennep, according to Victor Turner in his book, The Ritual Process; Structure and Anti-Structure, "...all rights of passage or "transition" are marked by three phases, separation, margin (or limen, signifying "threshold" in Latin) and aggregation."

Chapter three in the book, headed:Liminality and Communitas, explores the above phases and describes separation as symbolic behavior ..."signifying the detachment of the individual or group from either a fixed point in the social structure, from a set of cultural conditions( a "state") or from both."

In the Liminal phase the ritual subject "...passes through a cultural realm that has few or none of the attributes of the past or coming state." Turner describes liminality and "threshold people" as "...necessarily ambiguous, since this condition and these persons elude or slip through the network of classifications that normally locate states and positions in cultural space. Liminal entities are neither here nor there; betwixt and between the positions assigned and arrayed by law,custom,convention... frequently likened to death, invisibility,darkness,the wilderness...they may be disguised as monsters."

As for aggregation, well, Madillah hasn't gotten quite that far.

ISBN 0-202-01043-0


Wednesday, June 27, 2007

sides of the hole- an excerpt

the people know what the land knows
the wind stops, the wind begins,
time says hush
why repeat? I heard you the first time
what other oaths are wanted now?

I will read ashes for you, if you ask me
goodbye is a loose word, a yellow ribbon
I wonder what they called…?
it’s going to come out all right – do you know?

I cannot tell you now
who knows what I know…?

yes, the dead speak to us:
and this will be all?
why should I be wondering?
what was the name you called me?

who am I?

repeat and repeat till they say what you are saying

ISSN 03 15 3754


the crossing