Monday 28 April 2008


One form of love is the enchantment of seduction - that peculiar intangible thing which is at once of earth and heaven. With this improvisation there is ground and the public exposure of dance - in the form of rhythm and open 5ths, but the eastern scales subvert it, playing with something bodily - almost teasing with the body. Enchantment is fundamental to love; Our children enchant us; lovers enchant each other. Is it all double-bind?? Spoke to dad on the phone this evening. The love for one's parents, particularly when they are ill, seems to rest on the most profound sense of human identity and sense of self.
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