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  • hounds charging from one wall to another
    the beating of crazy wings
    something at the window
    tapping like glass upon glass

    sleepless, my eyes have clouded over
    I remain myself
    there is no descent tonight to the cemetery of sleepers
    no mingling of arms and legs
    lazily lost in that element

    I stare upon the self that is me
    imprisoned in a box of four stark walls
    panic rises sparkling along the legs
    feathery behind the knees in that most intimate of places

    I lie in bed symmetrical as a figure
    on a ship's prow or on a tomb
    hands folded in the caution of insomnia
    the ache of being is everywhere in this room
    ache of self like twine tightened around
    the head

    we were born to drown in a blizzard of dreams
    and sleepless, we are giant eyes
    sleepless, we are protuberances
    on the surface of the night
    irritating the natural contours of the earth

     
    Poem by Joyce Carol Oates from collection "Angel Fire: Poems" (1973).

    Creators:

    Rafał Alchimowicz - dancer

    Aleksandra Foltman - dancer

    Edyta Janusz-Ehrlich - actress

    Tatiana Kamieniecka - choreographer

    Adrian Kulesza - dancer

    Marcin Kulwas - producer, author of script and music

    Agata Mieniuk - actress

    Kalina Porazińska - dancer

    Magdalena Płaneta - director