Thursday 9 December 2010

December 9


I took the seeds the nine dancers had gathered from all over the site on our Dancers in Landscape day, and buried them near the oak tree with the bird box, marked the spot with a forked branch. I photographed the white sheets of people in their various states of weather evolvement. I covered the hole made by the animal in the floorboards.

December 9

ice still thick and unmoving on pond
snow in lower field
hard ground
to plant our ritual seeds
sun floods in
lightening the wintering

Something has moved into the barn!
neat bits of straw parquet the brick threshold
lumps of earth and eaten mud ricochet across the planks
there is a hole  - edges worn and growing
bits of acorn crunch underneath
Something needs to be done!