If, twenty years ago, my first series of short plays was set at the end of youth, this second series of short plays will be cast at the end of adulthood. If my first series of short pieces celebrated the blooming summer of desire and possibilities, this one marks the end of summer, the smell of coming autumn, of changes that are foreseen, both in body and in spirit, of inhabiting a body that transforms itself and a state that installs itself, that is accepted, that is welcomed. In Chinese philosophy, one believes in a fifth season of the year, late summer, an expectant period, of preparation for a new state, serene and comforting. In this timeline of my life, this is where I feel myself , where I see myself to be, living a late summer, preparing myself for the other half of my life, physically, emotionally, artistically.

It is said that summer is nostalgic, that it brings many memories, memories of other summers. These small performance poems will perhaps be, at heart, summer postcards. Wish you were here…