Alysia Harris - Death Poem
Вставка
- Опубліковано 5 жов 2024
- Become a member! Support Button Poetry: bit.ly/buttonpa...
Subscribe to Button! New video daily: bit.ly/buttonpo...
Minnesota folks! Don't miss the next Button Poetry Live: buttonpoetryliv...
Every first Monday at CAMP Bar in downtown Saint Paul.
Alysia Harris, performing at Button Poetry Live, May 2017.
Button Facebook: / buttonpoetry
Button Twitter: / buttonpoetry
Button Instagram: / buttonpoetry
Button Tumblr: / buttonpoetry
About Button:
Button Poetry is committed to developing a coherent and effective system of production, distribution, promotion and fundraising for spoken word and performance poetry.
We seek to showcase the power and diversity of voices in our community. By encouraging and broadcasting the best and brightest performance poets of today, we hope to broaden poetry's audience, to expand its reach and develop a greater level of cultural appreciation for the art form.
Help us caption & translate this video!
amara.org/v/CY...
"our bones will become homes for living creatures other than our egos"
thank you
"there exists a place where we can be still, and in love." just beautiful!
I’ve heard this poem before accompanied by JP Cooper’s beautiful singing voice and guitar and it’s so interesting to see her recite this poem in a way that is different from the last. In the first, she was crying and emotional and in this recitation, it’s more as if she’s nostalgic or reminiscing about something or someone. Either way, this is one of my favorite poems ❤️
she is definitely one of my favorite poets 💙
"become dust with me, my love. insignificant and everywhere"
I love that this poem can be interpreted as a sweet love poem, or much, much darker... almost as if she’s pining for her death and the death of her love, so they can be together... forever.
Oh my God I love her
"become dust with me, my love"
Insignificant and everywhere
i was captivated from the first line. thank you for this, i don't think a poem has hit me this hard in a long time
Do I have to say how amazing she is or can here passion, dedication and the dripping emotion from her words say it for themselves?
This is the most beautiful depiction of love that I have ever been blessed with.
..Speechless. Just SO good
This has been my favorite poem from her for forever. It speaks to me on such a level beyond comprehension. I love her
Chills the entire time, wow
"There will come a day
When the fear of death will be the favorite joke
Passed amongst corpses,
And they are already laughing.
My love, please don't be afraid,
But there will come a day
When field mice play in our empty sockets,
When our bones become homes for living creatures
Other than our egos,
And when time will jostle our skeletons
Out of the composition that is me,
And you,
And will write with us love letters
That spell, 'I-O-U eternity.'
If we believe in life after death,
Then I often wonder why we assume the dead like coffins,
When people were never meant to live in boxes.
So I pray our children will have the good sense
To leave us a little wriggle room,
Leave us exposed
Like stray dogs in a thunderstorm.
And I'll hear the breeze, and not know it as the breeze.
I'll feel the rain, and not know it as the rain.
I'll behold the sky and not know it as the sky.
Instead, I will hear the breeze and think it is your laugh
Returned to the hearth of my ear.
And I will feel the rain, and think it is the pinprick of your kiss,
And when the rain is tender,
I will know something has softened you,
And when it is violent,
I will know something has shaken you,
And in this newfound understanding,
Without eyes, or ears, or hands, or even lips
Our bare bones will make love in the dirt
Never knowing our nakedness.
Imagine, imagine a rough wind
Cursing through a calligraphy of weeds.
In our disrepair, we have grown gardens of ourselves.
Sprouts of curious grass shooting from our eye sockets,
Our knuckles, hard, smooth skipping stones
Meant for child's play,
And the devilish sun picking its way through your missing teeth,
And neither one of us can keep from smiling these days.
And the days go unnoticed,
And the nights go unslept,
And we talk, we talk with our souls
Through the holes in our ribs
Where our organs once sat.
Imagine, imagine your skull and mine
Both reduced to grins,
Both washed clean of our skins, and our sins,
Growing young again.
Forgetting why we ever wrinkled
Or why we ever furrowed our brow with the plow of anger
Become dust with me, my love
Insignificant, and everywhere
For I will love you
Even after your marrow has become a whisper
And your bones nothing but the snickering of gravel
Let us soak in the spaces our shadows leave behind
Your skeleton laced with mine
I will tie your soul to my ankle
And know what it is like to step into a dream
And you, you will try on my backbone
And see how bad it hurt the day
You said you were calling it quits
I don't remember why you left
Or why you came back
I don't know how many years have passed
Not really sure that years pass at all
All I know is, the rain falls, you kiss me like a rainfall
The sun, it bleaches us clear
And every day is a romance
So all this to say, we are already laughing.
There is a wedding of pebbles and earthworms waiting.
When our tuxedo skeletons no longer fit,
There is space for our faces to lie
Planted beside each other
Forever smiling
There exists a place where we can still be in love,
I know it does,
There exists a place where we can be still
And in love,
Just two gentle skulls."
G
Cc
@Bill Barret It really is, gives me chills every time
If only i can write lyrics like this smh
She mixed all her spoken word’s together 😍❤️😓😞
Every time she recites this it feels like a new experience. I cry. “Become dust with me insignificant and everywhere”
Love it. As a spoken word NEW UA-camR, this is definitely giving me ideas. Felt it!
So glad!
She looks like if Rihanna and Sabrina Benaim had a baby
Ari Lohr AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
AJDJKAXNMANXA
Ari Lohr OH MY GOD YOURE RIGHT 😍
Amazing. One of my favorite performances both to watch and listen to.
this is so beautiful
long story short I'm crying and this is now my favorite poem
The strivers row reading was my favorite version. I love this one too it has a different flavor than the other one though. Each was great in its own right.
This is still so beautiful, but there is SO much more emotion in the “original” one w JP! I’m glad you’re here Alysia, I’ve missed your poetry.
My fav from her ❤️
WOW this was incredible !
I love the poem, but I don't thing anything is better than the original. The combination of music and poetry was awesome.
So moving, wow!!
Just holy fuck man she always gives me chills
I love this
Amazing as always.
I performed this in high school & I plan to do it again at my wedding
This is absolutely beautiful💕
Maybe my new favorite poem on this entire channel!
We hold right to a life guaranteed to end. The eternal journal of destiny is where the exit of the World is the Universe really beginning. I really liked that poem.
This is so gorgeous
Still one of my fave 🌻❤️
god this is SO beautiful... i adore this so much
This is absolutely AMAZING ✊🏾
Why am I crying?! 😭❤️
This was one of my first favorites from i love when she did this with jp cooper
This is so beautiful.
Great poem i loved it
I think awesome done risen to a whole another level. Epitome!
best one yet.
OH I LOVE THIS WITH ALL MY HEART ❤️
Beautiful!
This was so good I can’t put it into words
I'm actually weeping.
How and why the crowd didn't go nuts forever awes me
A death that is not loneliness... beautiful...
Beautiful
Holy poptarts.. she is magic
Wow, awesome poem!
This hits something deep....
*Become dust with me*
It's like she's making love to her words ......beautiful
And the death said: I never left. Still here. ... waiting.
Woooow!
💚
This positive nihilism is what I live for
Wow. She's good
She really is
📈
We’re is she?????? I wonna follow her channel I love her work✊🏽✊🏽✊🏽
woah.
could someone explain to me more what this is about
After watching this I realized some dust had entered my eyes cause they were dripping.
i choose to live in the afterlife
after this life of pain
where these stray dogs and cats rain down
on these lands the rivers flow on whither or not
we float on or fight the currents of this time you speak of
i choose to live after this life, not because i should
but because i must live on after
god touched or not i will not be your angel
Wow only 84 views I’m early
my first poem is feeling.krity
who’s cutting onions?
from the first line.... dude
വരും വരെ മറന്നോ...