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Dancing on the Millennium's Edge
by Joseph Zitt
1: And it came to pass that it was the morning of Christmas and I was on a plane and I slept and I awoke and -- this is true -- the pilot said, 2: "For those of you from Texas, we have just crossed the Red River and have entered the Promised Land." 1: We who have gathered here, 3: we poets, 2: players, 3: voices, 2: and listeners, 1: come together now 2: to speak and not to speak, 3: to sound and not to sound, 1: drawing beauty from our surroundings, 2: and, we hope, returning beauty to it, 1: as we move 3: about, 2: within, 3: between 1: these cities 2: in this week of sounding, 1: dancing on the millenium's edge 3: as we look ahead and beyond. 2: Listen now: this is an extraordinary moment. 3: Listen now: this is an extraordinary moment. 2: An arbitrary moment, 3: named by men 1: and inscribed by machines 2: a movement from nines to zeros, 3: from fullness to expectation, 2: from fear of facing the future to a grand unknowing 3: An accidental moment, 1: this Sabbath of our century, 3: as we watch a decade's sunlight fade, 2: and look forward to the morning 1: blessed by these computers to which we give our stewardship, 2: or by their hidden code betrayed, 3: glancing at our oracles, 2: as if each bit, each pixel tells 1: of omens of a future 3: for whose imminence we wait. 2: We wait, the hopeful by the fireplaces, 1: the fearful in their shelters, 3: the watchful by their monitors, 2: the vengeful hovering by the controls 1: of their devices 3: of their destruction 2: We wait 3: for the dropping of the ball 1: for the waves of midnights to sweep across the planet's face 3: for the possible end of everything we know 1: as Luddite fantasies spin their fate across this electronic world 2: as planes fall from the sky, 3: banks explode from overflows of cash, 2: and two-headed calves roam the aisles of looted, gaping Stop and Go's, 3: speaking of apocalypse 1: to anyone whose VCR has not eaten them in shame, 3: And when none of this happens, 2: when the world does not collapse, 1: when life goes on pretty much as it was, 2: when, after a hiccup, 1: flights continue to leapfrog timezones 2: and the Net continues to expand, connecting the essential and the trivial, 3: we will look back 2: and wonder about this moment, 1: and what it was we worried about, 3: and remember how we celebrated this moment, 2: when it seemed so much would end or would begin. 1: But here, but now, in this extraordinary moment, we have gathered, 2: drawn by voices, 3: drawn by friends, 2: or drawn by chance, just happening to be here, 1: we speak, 3: sing, 2: play, 3: and listen 2: for the spirit of the present moment, 1: at the edge of our imaginings, in this dance 3: of our becomings, 2: of probabilities. 1: We are here, 2: dancing on the millenium's edge, 3: between word and music 2: between content and form 3: between times that passed and times that will come 1: between the sacred, 2: the sacred and 3: the sacred, 2: between meaning and effect. 1: We are here, 2: dancing on the millenium's edge, 1: spinning webs with our voices, 3: words, 2: and machines, 1: reaching out and reaching inside, 2: watching left and right dissolve, 3: perhaps into new dichotomies, 2: perhaps themselves to disappear, 1: hearing accelerating orbits 2: transmuting East and West, 3: from the klezmer bands of Tokyo 2: to the zendos of L.A. 1: We are here, 2: dancing on the millenium's edge, 1: and no words can say what we need 2: and no sounds portray what we mean 1: and no dance, 3: save the dance of probabilities 2: within this hidden future, 3: within the electron's shell, can display 2: what we see, 3: what we feel, 2: what we believe, 1: except this: 2: Listen now: this is an extraordinary moment, 3: as is the next, 2: as is the next, 1: and when you leave here, keep on listening, 3: gently, 2: deeply, 3: constantly. 2: dancing at the millenium's edge 1: toward all the extraordinary moments to come. |