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by Éliane Radigue |imed_9525-0001|
An astonishing route of Life to which Michèle
Bokanowski invites us on the pathway of Cirque
(Circus).
The galloping of time, turns, turns and disappears behind the curtain of
reality, the only visible opening of the outlined circle, genesis.
Infancy carried off in the clamor and the laughter of a heady exhilaration
of life, suspended by the thread of its derisive precariousness. Destiny
appears, in filigree, obsessive, sneering in all its power, eternally close
to the drama.
Ephemeral victory.
In her heart is born the subtle beating of the song of the soul revealed
in her delicate harmony gloriously affirmed.
Scintillating dichotomy, crackling with iridescent bursts, coalescing in
the fatal race up until its ultimate resolution:
A choir in which everything is melted, intermingled, becomes a playful
mirror of illusion, the essence of life, the gravity of being, forever
recovered in the primordially unique, reflected in the galloping of time.
The magic of childhood ever-present in the heart of man even beyond his
abrupt end.
To Michèle
Bokanowski for Cirque.
Éliane Radigue
[iv-95]
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