Indianapolis, IN from Seattle, WA

Arms tighten around shaking arms—
I shiver alone on this Bainbridge ferry.
Space Needle and waterfront
fade into lights
against lights against the skyline:
inside their melding reflections
transfigured by ecstatic drizzle
I remember how
to become home—
like that time you stood
solitary on the Monon
breathing it in:
I am a woman of the White River
As now I am a woman of Puget Sound,
of the Milky Way,
of the Rhododendron macrophyllum,
of the cardinal fledgling;
we join this Luminous Incarnation
when we are where we are.

About Dori Elliott

Dori is a first-year MATC student who might be from Oregon, Bolivia or Indiana depending on the day. She hopes to explore the intersections between theatre and healing in her future work. In between Moltmann readings, Dori can be found listening to Poem Talk podcasts, wrangling other people’s children and crafting licentious baked goods.

Dori Elliott

Dori is a first-year MATC student who might be from Oregon, Bolivia or Indiana depending on the day. She hopes to explore the intersections between theatre and healing in her future work. In between Moltmann readings, Dori can be found listening to Poem Talk podcasts, wrangling other people’s children and crafting licentious baked goods.

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