To my surprise, I received an email from one of the dancers from Second Skin who mentioned her friend had written some poetry about her experience being in the audience at the Carriageworks. On behalf of myself and all involved I would like to thank the author, Nina Whyte for her contribution. Your poems paint a thousand pictures and remind me why I do what I do.

For one night

For one night

we drank the wine

of dance and poetry

for one night

our hearts

slipped between

another’s fingers

sculpturing our emotions

with their hands, feet and wheelchairs

for one night

our second skin

dissolved

and took with it

the first

exposing

    dreams

        tenderness

humour

     and pain

our hearts

    whirled with

        the turn of a wheelchair

in flight

stood caged

    behind milk crates

shouted and thumped

     with humanity

for one night

our souls met

and we shared a name

      Beauty

Nina Wyte  13.11.12  ( Inspired by ‘Second Skin Performance’)

It is the yellow thread

It is the yellow

thread

that connects

weaving around

dancers

along an arm

across a back

under a hand

you may dance

in it or

beside it

yellow threads

of yellow clothes

commanding

   “See me!”

see me

for who I am

     not

for who you

think I am

yellow thread

uttering only its colour

whispers

to our eyes

then shouts

   “Hear me!”

Nina  Kyte  05.11.12  ( Inspired by ‘Second Skin’ Performance)

(Note: yellow chakra – solar plexus “Knowing ones place in the life stream.”)

 

Photo: Hayley Rose Photography