Day 213 – Rocks; rests in peace; weaves; fire

Thursday, April 1, 2010
Day 213
12:06 am


ward off darkness

handed me a snowflake obsidian
and told me it would help

too many visitors in the evening

said time and life was moving me
into a new direction of reception

sometimes squeezing me awake

said she was about to say something
she didn’t usually share in a reading

something was inside

said if i pay attention and really listen
i could do this, see things, too

so what’s with not being able to breathe

said when light rises, becomes brighter
darkness follows and seeks us out

i put the tiny rock in my pocket

had a lot to say that day
i just wanted to sleep through the night


rests in peace (for DK)

On Tuesday
you saw screams through Skype
and knew you had to fly home early

On Wednesday
you heard silence through the phone
in between sisters checking for breath

On Thursday
you couldn’t leave the mortuary,
had to get one more last look

she rests today

and asks you to fall asleep
she saw you
she heard you
she knew you were there

sleep tonight, my friend
rest your shoulders
your feet
your hands she relied
on for so many years


weaves (for DK)

fingers dance until they become
stiff and there seems to be
less of a reason to live

arms float through time
making rhyme, keeping rhythm
staying defiant in wild defense

hands guide wool into masterpiece
and create conversation among
children in awe of Momo’s gifts


fire (for DK)

do you remember
when you said
you wanted to go
with me to my
father’s grave site?

i wasn’t quite sure how to respond

what would that be like

standing there, what would we say

now, i want to be
there with you
if only to argue
for you against
anything standing
between you and
this lucid process

of walking through
this time,
like clouds, like mud

and sitting still
and wanting to run

and just because
i lost a parent

this could be nothing
like what i went
because we are
all essentially

i want to
be there to witness
with you
or to defend
you on a path
through the fire



About traciakemi

traci akemi kato-kiriyama - inter/multi-disciplinary theatre/performance artist, arts educator, cultural worker, community organizer. Tuesday Night Project; theatre, performance, writing, and teaching projects with many organizations and artists including: zero 3; Edge of The World for Asian Arts Initiative in Philadelphia and the National Asian American Theatre Festival in New York; "PULL" with Kennedy Kabasares in San Francisco; Nobuko Miyamoto and Great Leap Collaboratory I; TeAda; NCRR; Oymun's 11. Playwright for "Chasing Dad - a performance of a reading about a play i'm writing" presented by Inside the Ford for the Ford's Summer Playwright series. View all posts by traciakemi

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