"I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love, / If you want me again look for me under your boot-soles." - Whitman
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Death and Desire
Baroness Wagner de Bosquet, brandishing a pistol and a whip, brought her three lovers to The Galapagos in 1929. One was found dead. One disappeared with her, neither of them to be seen again. The last left Floreana, returning to the Ecuadorian mainland.
Who was she? Why did she come here? Did they survive? What happened?
Quest. Fantasy. Hotel. Home. Encantada.
Five women writing a play with Quilotoa fire in our blood step into thick, wet, sea-level air.
Dying
Disappearing
Adapting
Discovering
Recovering Transforming
Returning
Desiring
Bluer than Hawai'i. Smaller. Stranded? Where are we?
What is happening to my body? Why am I sad? Why am I happy? Where am I going? What will I be? When will I die? What is time? Will you touch my face? Can you see me? Where are you now? Will you remember me? Will you remember me when I die? Do you believe in love? What can't I live without? What did I eat? Am I strong enough? Am I good enough? Am I thin enough? What does chemotherapy feel like? Will I forget? Why can't people write myths? Why can't we fly? Where do currents go? Who's looking at the moon? Will I have children? Will I lose my job? Why don't I eat meat? Why do I love dancing? Where does joy come from? Can I trust myself? What color are my eyes? What is missing in my life? Do you think I'm a whore? Do I care? What kind of god do you believe in? Do you believe in Love? Do you like the feel of sand in your hair? How long can you go without a shower? What exactly is a tree tomato? How do you say avocado in Spanish? What am I thinking of? What do I feel? Does heartache say goodnight? Why be excited? Can you be in love with the world? With everyone in it? With kittens and coconut soft serve? Can I live without my mother? Will I dream tonight? Will I remember it? Will Shakespeare forgive me? When will I see England again? Will I die young? When will I realize I'm old? How will my body fall apart? Will I be eaten by a shark? Will I skydive? Will you join me? Can you always follow your heart? What will this play be like? What's the weather in New York? What's it like to have 3 lovers? "Can the child within my heart rise above?"
Tortoises, Surfers
Easy and juicy prey
Naked vegetarians
Stainless steel teeth
Bodies pillaged
Oil and meat
Men with machetes trim the hair of a cementerio. They follow us. We want to live.
"I'm changing, arranging; I'm changing everything . . . oh everything around me. The world is a bad place, a bad place, a terrible place to live; oh but I don't want to die"
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