Lee Ann Brown Inanna Song #1

Written and performed by Lee Ann Brown, in response to Ariana Reines’ workshop Inanna: Days of Sumer. Filmed and edited by Tony Torn on the grounds of White Rock Hall, White Rock NC I. “I wept how i wept but…

Lee Ann Brown Inanna Song #1

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Written and performed by Lee Ann Brown, in response to Ariana Reines’ workshop Inanna: Days of Sumer. Filmed and edited by Tony Torn on the grounds of White Rock Hall, White Rock NC

I.

“I wept how i wept
but
they would not
leave my tree

I cared for the tree with my own hand

I was the young woman who loved to laugh and now I weep
intertwining root tangled so tangled in the underworld
and it rose up and attacked me

I tended the tree waiting for my shining throne & bed
waiting for my shining throne in bed the dark maid was my
sister my beloved the
younger beautiful dark
one who turned on me
with imagined twisted
tales of my wrong-doing

How many times have
I willingly wittingly or unwittingly
by action or inaction
or sin of omission
have I been that Lilith
isn’t Lilith that dark
part of me that hurts me
in order to actually
move
wounded healer
wounded heater
help me understand
how to be alone
in the midst of so
many others —
how to voice
my concerns without
wounding myself & others

The dark must not be
pushed away it is part
& parcel of everything

But how it stings
when I do not have
my bed to go to

“And I can’t”
I am frozen in the night
I am frozen in the day
I wander like the
man who dropped dead
on the median
looking for a friend
texting “I am looking for you
my brother everywhere
but I could not
locate you

(poem by Amedeo Calandrello 2nd grade):

“I think about my family
and many people in my life
I used to do nothing
I still do nothing”

&

“Poem Alone

When I’m alone
I do not move
I do nothing
But yet I do want to move
I feel like moving”

Into the shape of
a goddess
in a matrix in a sacred wild
stretching dance
in the circle of words unfettered
one of the singers is dead in earthly
form whose voice
nonetheless sings
to us all in this
earthy grid
my husband serves
me food cooked by
his own hand & that
of our child
now separating, wanting
to FLY

Isn’t that enough
to stretch my
limbs again —
We’ll meet again
on down the block
Relational —
how far away —
Tell me I’m
OK
If you go down to
Heaven
you’ll never come back

I spoke with the
goddess
on the phone
in human
form

She has three
daughters
& is out of work
She appeared dark
& beautiful

I tended the tree
waiting for my shining throne
in bed but everyone left me
for the coast everyone left
including the ghost the name
of man will be fixed now
it is still in the liquid
state of molten metal between
Two worlds I leave my mark

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