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    • Upcoming Exhibitions
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    • Wind
    • Star Dust
    • The Place
    • Hot Sumer
    • A Thread
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    • Artictura
  • Competitions
    • Meditation Cabins
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Memory Bubbles

    Arboreal Advisor

        

    The poem Arboreal Advisor poem by K.Tai evoked childhood memories, which floated unrooted, carrying a variety of sensational feelings that transported me back to my childhood in Jerusalem. The Jerusalem Pine tree (Pinus Halepensis), together with the magical golden light of the city, became the subject of these manifestations when transformed into Memory Bubbles.


     Arboreal Advisor 


    Our sandaled running feet stopped at the foot of a pine rising sticky and sweet 

    My brother’s cheek peach round against the cracked puzzlework of bark 

    as he tilted his head back to see where the tree’s paint brush tip

    tickled the blue of Big Sky Country.

    His blonde mop, cut square around his face like a jolly old Quaker, swung back 

    as he grasped the first branch 

    and pulled himself against the scratchy stalwart arboreal sentinel. 

    From his easy squat on the roundness of the second big bough he beckoned me.

    Bouncing with the bottom woody arm, my stomach skittered a long moment.

    My path to the place where my back was solid against the tree is unremembered,

    the same way we find ourselves somehow in middle age.

    But we knew with certainty that these branches would hold platform perches, 

    no, 

    a tree house! 

    perfect because we met that tree in the midst of a 20-acre wood

    and we nailed slivery boards 

    solid as our future dreams against 

    the sky.

     
     

    Kari Tai, July 2020

    Dance and choreography by Kari Tai

    Music by September Alexander

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