Performance this Sat at the Japanese Gardens 1pm


More still than a star, one thought shies

by: what if the sky loved you?

But nobody knew? But that magnet in space

pulled hard? But you acted like nothing at all

was reaching or calling  for you? More still

than a star going by, that thought stays.

A day at a time pieces of it glow.

Nobody notices: quiet days.

William Stafford

Catch us dancing at the Japanese Garden

For Ed

“Gamble everything for love…
Half-heartedness doesn’t reach into majesty.
You set out to find God,
but then you keep stopping for long periods
at mean-spirited roadhouses.
Don’t wait any longer.
Dive in the ocean,
leave and let the sea be you… Rumi, from Say I Am

Al’s Birthday Poem

Safe in their alabaster chambers,
Untouched by morning and untouched by noon,
Sleep the meek members of the resurrection,
Rafter of satin, and roof of stone.

Light laughs the breeze in her castle of sunshine,
Babbles the bee in a solid ear:
Pipe the sweet birds in ignorant cadence,
Ah, what sagacity perished here!

Grand go the years in the crescent above them;
Worlds scoop their arcs, and firmaments row,
Diadems drop and Doges surrender,
Soundless as dots on a disk of snow.
Emily Dickinson

Photo Rob Perry