Please, remain standing
Everything is there, in the reservoir of forms
New territories, deep echoes of our intimate theaters
What kind of invitation is this?
It is direct, it is warm, and it is cold
The sofa, a place for welcoming bodies and minds
Soft enveloping roughness, abrupt slippery surface
Please, sit down.
No, stand up,

dance ?
In the glow of versatile and luminous dots
The archetypes invite the shifts
It’s a movement, a displacement
Far from dramatic tension, from cynicism, and in silence
In search of private paths, since reality is unreachable
It’s your dance, the embrace of the retinal world with your mind
And material as its support
Sandy — Vibrant — Reflective
It’s a crossing
Lyrical and invigorating, domestic yet strange
And if walking on the edges exhausts you,
please,
lie down for a moment.

-Diane Dal-Pra