DOE A YAE V, from Bandula Park to Innyae Lake

Bandula Park

 

Where DOE A YAE I took place some days ago, let’s start again to write.

To write the poem

 (…)

Our believes were flying up high like hawks

Arab spring has just started now

Myanmar’s spring was already started since 8.8.88

Delicate smell of the spring suffocated fascist dictators (…)

Winning democracy is…. DOE A YAE…. DOE A YAE!(...)

(From Victory of KwutDawn, written by Dr Lwanswe on blog Moemakha 2014?)

Let’s start to write... Let’s start to write on banyan leaves…

And let’s walk,walk, walk…

Shangila Bridge

Let’s continue to write, to copy the poem, to learn it by heart...

Let’s give poems to people.

“Let Poetry be our absolute weapon” wrote the belgian writer Raoul Vaneigem.

Let’s spread poem in the air from the bridge to the road where people where protestating in 88 for rights. Rights for democracy. And let’s walk walk walk….

Bogyoke Market

Let’s sit on the military chair lended by a shop seller.

Let’s sit and write this poem where it was written also:

“(…) Warcraft by Bogyoke was not for killing civilians.

Sixth grader Sein Lwin, a blind deep fool...”

And let’s walk in the direction of Shwedagon Pagoda

Maha Wizaya Pagoda

Let’s sit again, facing an old woman who is selling birds to spread it in the sky for birthday wishes.

Let’s sit and write and give poems and spread one leaf in the water bassin.

And let’s walk walk walk and follow Yadanar and Htun

People Park

Let’s sit under a beautiful tree in a park where lovers meet

Let’s sit and write the poem that I know now by heart on 8 banyan leaves in memory to 8.8.88.

Let’s put 8 candles between each toe, 

echoing the image Elvira Santamaria created some years ago in memory 

to the El Mozote Massacre in Salvador in 1981. 

Let’s memorize about all massacred people in the world.

Let poems to be part of the soil for next lovers who will come under this tree and let’s walk.

Walk and cross the park.

Htein Naing Htun feels tired. Never force people. Let’s stop to walk and take bus.

In the bus let’s continue to write on a leaf and give this to a passenger. Give give give.

H Ledan Bridge

At the middle of homeless children, do you want to continue here? ask Yadanar

I hesitate OK let’s try….

Here, I can’t write all the poem.

I can just write DOE A YAE! DOE A YAE!

What does it mean DOE A YAE! DOE A YAE!

What are rights of these children and parents here and now?

What means democracy here and now?

What means democracy and peace without equality?

Facing children who just ask for chalks…. what’s their power?

The philosopher Pierre Ansay juste wrote me “La puissance crée, le pouvoir empêche”…

Let’s take another bus and continue on the Inya Lake Pyay Road where scores of students were killed

and some were under water until they are drownded.

Inya Lake

Let the military chair to seat between rocks facing lake. Let’s write again on 8 leaves.

Let homeless children to come around.

Let’s try to share a common moment.

Yadanar says they come to you because you don’t make difference...

Let’s learn from these children.

Let’s see how they are part from the earth.

They play, they enjoy the moment of “here and now” without expecting anything maybe.

Don’t expect anything from the other, from the “world”.

Let’s spread one leaf on the lake, even if it’s illegal.

Leaves doesn’t damage the water.

Leaves, let them float on the water.

Let it be Let it be….

Let’s burn this book written by Dr Maung Maung who destroyed this country as Cool Man(AK) said.

Let’s burn even if it’s illegal.

Legality doesn’t mean justice…

Children and me are taking care of the fire.

Let it burn let it burn…

Let’s observe together the fire near water on this earth.

We don’t speak the same language

They probably don’t know about this book

But let this moment to exist…

Some human hearts together on this earth…

RESILIENCE

Two “I” like Imagine

Can we imagine a country without any boundary?

“E” is the last letter of the word Resilience

“E”like End

Let’s imagine that End is the beginning of something else…

 Photos © Béatrice Didier & Yadanar Win

This performance was created by Béatrice Didier in the context of the project Performance Art y Resiliencia, conceived by Elvira Santamaria, hosted by New Zero Art Space
A special thanks to Yadanar Win, Htet Naing Htun and Zun Thu.

With the support of Walllonie Bruxelles International