words by vincent...
I was blown away by everyone at the pot luck. This fusion of culture and ideas was quite an experience...

Propelled by Funkauhtl rhythms

until we dance into Nobuko's dream

dreaming dreams:

where Mari's thunder music falls like rain

into our ears each rain drop opera,

Mixti's poetry like

a thousand origami cranes in flight,

Ariel's silver sweet and sour sizzling speckled verse make you want to slap

yourself and hum at the same time,

Hiroshi speaking through silence woven into haiku

of gentle movement,

Najeeba's poetry: mural of roses and thorns that sail into our ears

and paints our mental walls with images that say, "We choose life,"

Tiger-like dancestress Nona reminds us not to let

anger burn us into ashes,

Tomomi's swan-like movement swift-slowness that blossoms

to the sacred moon songs when we break fast,

Victoria's tears and laughter opens portals

where sincerity catches the reflection of the moon

and weaves it like a dress upon the sea

for the flower child to wear upon the earth.



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Updated: 4/22/04