This month marked one year since Trisha Brown's passing. Ian Spencer Bell writes a poem that is also a memory and a celebration.
- Tess Dworman and Amelia Bande, editors
Trisha Brown
In Chinatown I thought of you
while teaching children how to hop,
run, hold hands, stay in line—
just time
to leap. On the way home
to evening rehearsal
snow collected in corners
of streets, and red and orange lanterns
stories high shook,
and a man on Pike arranged fruit
in stacks and rows.

Photo: Trisha Brown's Astral Convertible. Photo by: Lois Greenfield.
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Ian Spencer Bell
Ian Spencer Bell is a dancer and poet. His first performances were danced outdoors and awarded a grant from the Virginia Commission for the Arts and the National Endowment for the Arts. He has perform...
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