Edinburgh International Conference Centre
10 August
The forest comes in thick;
the light goes quickly
and the trees are suddenly
too close, their breath
hot on your face,
your throat dry and the river
out of sight.
It is a nightmare
that you cannot wake
or flee from; teeth, smoke,
screaming, flames in your head
and words that were not uttered
but you hear them plainly.
This is reality. Weak.
Despairing. Half-dead. Dreaming.
Wake. And take the long walk back
to the beginning.
The Encounter runs at the Edinburgh International Festival until 23 August
http://www.eif.co.uk/2015/encounter#.VdCyTUp4WrV
10 August
The forest comes in thick;
the light goes quickly
and the trees are suddenly
too close, their breath
hot on your face,
your throat dry and the river
out of sight.
It is a nightmare
that you cannot wake
or flee from; teeth, smoke,
screaming, flames in your head
and words that were not uttered
but you hear them plainly.
This is reality. Weak.
Despairing. Half-dead. Dreaming.
Wake. And take the long walk back
to the beginning.
The Encounter runs at the Edinburgh International Festival until 23 August
http://www.eif.co.uk/2015/encounter#.VdCyTUp4WrV
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