In the summer night, the heat oppressed, And we were wrestled from our rest. The winds yielded no relief With their thin veil that upon us pressed. It was to be a night of too much grief That extended beyond the morning's peek. The night transformed us to the beast, And we knew humanity birthed Decrease. Yet our perdition could not all deplete, For a sanguine ghost ensconced us from defeat, And gently relinquished our tawdry bonds Spilling the demon's sordid clench upon man.
you know, it doesn't really work that way... not with art in general, nor with butoh in particular.... i mean you're not supposed to try and reduce "it" down to a "right" explanation. it's there, it's what it is (possibly abstract, surely archaic and so on), and what it "means" for you is completely up to you. so, as a butoh teacher might say, "ask your life"...
MrTubacle 5 months ago
Perfect.
MyNameIsSissy 1 year ago
WOW!!!!!!
Awesome.
saxygurl8 2 years ago
The horror of sexuality...
TheDigitalreign 2 years ago
is it supposed to mean something? if so please tell me
EmoKoolaidKid 3 years ago
you know, it doesn't really work that way... not with art in general, nor with butoh in particular.... i mean you're not supposed to try and reduce "it" down to a "right" explanation. it's there, it's what it is (possibly abstract, surely archaic and so on), and what it "means" for you is completely up to you. so, as a butoh teacher might say, "ask your life"...
sramanik 2 years ago
It´s a great performance!!! So beatiful!
POLIE0826 3 years ago
okay, that was totally awesome
WelfareChrist 4 years ago
This is a very beautiful piece!
dimsolvent 5 years ago
Thank you for posting your Butoh films.
justinmorrison 5 years ago 2