Kate Walters Blog

May 2013, thinking about new work on the theme of Flight, being winged, aerial…..

The person hidden in the wing. The open wing, expansive wing. You hide between the feathers. You hide as breath, as shivering rustle of white resistance, just giving to the touch of my lips, I feel you all around me, your whiteness I see through my closed eyes. There was a day when I met you, when you first came to me, introduced yourself to me, and I could smell your feathers, feeling them all around me with their white slippery sleekness.

The Feathered and the Unfeathered.

The person hidden in the wing. The open wing, expansive wing. You hide between the feathers. You hide as breath, as shivering rustle of white resistance, just giving to the touch of my lips, I feel you all around me, your whiteness I see through my closed eyes. There was a day when I met… Read more »