Stray too far from the path of light and you may find yourself in the Valley Of The Witch.
AI by Laurence Fuller & Dolce Paganne
Poetry & Sound & Performance by Laurence Fuller
VALLERY OF THE WITCH
Let me tell you of a forest;
In the darkest quarries, the shadows of heroes,
Fallen warriors buried beneath the trees.
Harmonies heard from a chorus of birds,
Their gravestones an army of trees.
Where each fold of its root, a word carved in the wood.
The seven sins dug as deep as they could
Voices around a crackling fire.
Rose in the smoke that made the whole wood exhale and choke.
Like a flurry of locusts had gained possession of old English,
They spoke the most feverish ...