Facing the Liberty Bell Museum
Independence Mall, Philadelphia,
Friday, November 4, 2016
The Last 100 Days of the Presidency of Barack Obama
Is there an autumn Goddess in the house? Or out here in the park? The
dark figure there who sheds colors out of the depths of the darkest bell, each peel a dash of yellow, yellow-green, rust brown or bright orange. As if in prayer before her, stationary or not, even if cracked on the inside from any history, public or private, to go into that darkness; what wells, what rises, a freedom so spacious; to find the body at its deepest dance, song. To die and go there; until one’s end, to come back alive, again and again.