Photo credit: Lehmus Murtomaa
please come birds from the sky
durational performance
Kuudennenpäivänfestivaali, Helsinki.
https://kuudennenpaivanfestivaali.blogi.net/blog/2/please-come-birds-from-the-sky/
December 2018
The performer brings seeds, crushes them and sits under the tree for three hours to call the birds. Passers-by can join the calling if they wish.
The following poem, written by the performer, was shared before the performance.
The issue at hand is not if
we believe in God but
if we believe in calling.
The matter at hand:
seeds.
What are they there for?
There is a tree on my back
And some birds in my yard
They are chirping and making me cry.
There are tears on my face.
What are they there for?
There are roads here
A front, an intersection of sorts and cars
Honking, so much noise.
There is pain and shame and hope and desire.
So much noise. There are streets
and people who shout.
There is marching and cries.
The issue at hand is not if
We are scared or hurt or desperate
But if we believe in calling.
I shall call the birds,
feed them seeds,
water them,
and keep them here – free
if they’re willing to stay because I know
Birds like to travel south
Birds like the heat and the fruits and the murmuring water
Birds have better places to go
I do not have better places to go
But if they want to stay here free with me
I shall keep them
And shelter them
And feed them
And water them
Because I see no better use of these seeds and those tears
There are already so many trees in Finland
And trees need birds
And I need the chirping.
I am leaving tomorrow for the South.
My parents’ say that there will always be a place for me there. My friends miss me.
There is no place for me there.
The issue at hand is not
About making a racket.
It will scare the birds away.