For Eiko and Koma
A frame of driftwood
in the current's ebb and flow –
clinging to the frame,
the dancers, stiff as driftwood,
curve slowly into stones
while water runs over
their stilled forms.
In time they come alive,
are rippling reeds,
swaying stem and buried root,
variously wind, tree,
flower, naked breath
that swells behind
the push to give birth.
The dancers are in the river,
the dance is in the river,
the dance is the river.
From outside in I found this story:
she almost died,
and he brought her back to life.
Dried leaves, discarded and scattered –
let them go; new ones will grow.
A cricket perched on a twig,
graceful and humorous
at the close.
By Anne Whitehouse
Anne Whitehouse, poet, fiction writer, journalist, and critic is the author of poetry collections entitled The Surveyor's Hand, Blessings and Curses, and Bear in Mind; One Sunday Morning is forthcoming from Finishing Line Press. Her novel Fall Love is available as a free e-book from Smashwords and Feedbooks, and is its own app on the iTunes store. Her second novel, Rosalind's Ring, set in her native Birmingham, was a finalist in the Santa Fe Writers Project Literary Awards and is seeking a publisher. Formerly a teacher and college professor, Anne has worked in the not-for-profit world for over twenty years. Please visit her website, www.annewhitehouse.com, for links to her published works, interviews, and bibliographies. Her e-mail address: Anne Whitehouse