I My grey sisters never lived their youth They share one eye and one tooth Aligned as eggs they sleepwalk through our back yard and nest beneath our apple tree. Our kind mother is the Lady of Canines Under the surface of herself she has the distorted body of a swan and a cosmogonic castle of riddles. I absorbed I merged I forgave Amalgamated inward To slay I disdained Stood in the clearing alive as a forest II My armless body across currents of memory Do I lose control or clench as the impalpable axe in my floating palm hangs over stretches of white plankton An eroding seabed bears my pearl face Underneath I am eight years old my unripe hand clasps a pen I toss my small journal book in the depths of my throat -An undomesticated land of reversed periphery from the ocean’s floor, out into the forest, up the mountain, out into the river, out into the desert, stars come up, night falls over, my childhood house in flames Flesh in its boundless amorphous fate My crucible heart a geomorphic mystery of distance a melting agony of protruding golden arms About the author:
Maria Constanti is a performer from Cyprus, based in Athens, working across the fields of storytelling, music and devised performance. In her work she embraces practices that explore the body as the creative source of poetic and symbolic articulation, as a space for speaking in images from the body’s experience, informed by the underlying resonance of the mythic. She studied Classics at the University of Cyprus and researched postmodern reinterpretations of fairy tales at the University of Athens, performance practice and embodied dramaturgy at Arthaus Berlin Centre for Devised Theatre and Performance.
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