We Two—How Long We were Fool’d

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Concept                                  Simona Bertozzi

Action                                      Angela Baraldi, Simona Bertozzi

Sound direction                    Roberto Passuti

Production                             Nexus
Management                         Beatrice Capitani
Promotion                             Beatrice Capitani
Press                                       Michele Pascarella

with the contribute of          Mibact e Regione Emilia Romagna
creative residency                 H(ABITA)T – Rete di Spazi per la Danza/Mousiké


Roots, bark, rocks, smut, four-footed, minerals, orbis, stellar…


We Two—How Long We were Fool’d

(Walt Whitman)

Now transmuted, we swiftly escape, as Nature escapes;
We are Nature—long have we been absent, but now we return;
We become plants, leaves, foliage, roots, bark;
We are bedded in the ground—we are rocks;
We are oaks—we grow in the openings side by side;
We browse—we are two among the wild herds, spontaneous as any;
We are two fishes swimming in the sea together;
We are what the locust blossoms are—we drop scent around the lanes, mornings and evenings;
We are also the coarse smut of beasts, vegetables, minerlas;
We are two predatory hawks—we soar above, and look down;
We are two resplendent suns—we it is who balance ourselves, orbic and stellar—we are as two comets;
We prowl fang’d and four-footed in the woods—we spring on prey;
We are two clouds, forenoons and afternoons, driving overhead;
We are seas mingling—we are two of those cheerful waves, rolling over each other, and interwetting each other;
We are what the atmosphere is, transparent, receptive, pervious, impervious:
We are snow, rain, cold, darkness—we are each product and influence of the globe;
We have circled and circled till we have arrived home again—we two have;