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the performers have an array of 6 bikes all different proportions and can clown-ride them around the arena of their forest alight on home-made ramps where tights make pedaling a joy!

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welcome to our performance arena

Forest

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Lost

by David Wagoner

Stand still. The trees ahead and bushes beside you
Are not lost. Wherever you are is called Here,
And you must treat it as a powerful stranger,
Must ask permission to know it and be known.
The forest breathes. Listen. It answers,
I have made this place around you.
If you leave it, you may come back again, saying Here.
No two trees are the same to Raven.
No two branches are the same to Wren.
If what a tree or a bush does is lost on you,
You are surely lost. Stand still. The forest knows
Where you are. You must let it find you.

Riddle#28 The Moon

Now that the moon is out of a job
it slides over the forest-all those
million still violins before they are
carved-and follows those paths only air
ever uses.

William Stafford

Moon over deck 4-13

Yellow moon:
amber air alert;
cats’ eye
in the sky
misty message from on high.
I bow, submissive.
(shadorma)
(3-5-3-3-7-5-)

ARCHITECTURE in a family name

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The Architecture in a family name:

My life guard’s name is “Forrest”;
His brother’s name: “Wilder”,
Other brother: “Hunter”,
Fourth is “North”.
Do you see a pattern?

Their mother is a song writer!
She struck a lyrical note with each sibling.
Sang her New England,
Borders of Canada, Wind Song!

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