6 juillet 2008
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j'ai recu ce mail d'une amie hawaienne:
Congratulations on your participation in the exhibit
Gods of Oceania. Around exposure Polynesia Arts and deities,
1760 -1860 the Musee du Quai Branly in Paris.
Here is a poem also on exhibit. I will forward a french translation
when I receive it for you to read.
This young woman, Rosanna Raymond is an "Artist Worshipping"!!!
Be Well...Aloha e.
xoxox
Pokii
Congratulations on your participation in the exhibit
Gods of Oceania. Around exposure Polynesia Arts and deities,
1760 -1860 the Musee du Quai Branly in Paris.
Here is a poem also on exhibit. I will forward a french translation
when I receive it for you to read.
This young woman, Rosanna Raymond is an "Artist Worshipping"!!!
Be Well...Aloha e.
xoxox
Pokii
Me and Ku by Rosanna Raymond | -- Translation by Tahiarii Yoram Pariente |
A black river bleeding into the night sky And I find Ku settling into my skin I stand upright Steadfast Blood made of clay Flesh of the tree Skin of the ray Killers…warriors ....gods Divine, decorated, emasculated We mingle, feeding off each other Doctored in this time of peace Stone is breathing Bones are talking Waters broken Fetal secretions…part art..part body part Embodied…living and dying all at the same time Bare your teeth Bulge your eyes Bend your knees My feathered neck will take you to the other side of the sky Your mouth is open ready to receive me I gift you tears and the taste of my haunches Relish them, let them linger you're going to need them, they will feed you as you say goodbye. | Ku et moi. Une rivière obscure saigne dans le ciel du soir Et je trouve KU s’installer dans ma peau noire Je me tiens droite et ferme ! Sang de la terre Chaire de l’arbre Peau de raie Tueurs…guerriers…Dieux Divins décorés émasculés On se mélange, se nourrissant les uns des autres Endoctriné dans ces temps de paix La pierre respire Les os parlent Les eaux se déchirent Secrétions fœtal…part art…partie de corps à part Incarné…vivant et mourant en même temps Dénude tes dents Gonfle tes yeux Tes genoux fléchis ! Ma nuque de plumes t’emportera de l’autre coté du ciel ! Ta bouche ouverte m’accueil Je t’offre mes larmes et le gout de ma croupe Savoure les, laisse les s’attarder ils vont te manquer, ils te nourriront lorsque tu diras au revoir. |