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in the flickering of our bedroom, the orange night of the greenhouse washed me.

    the shine of the blade and the salamander heat

    the sound and horizons of midnight cars

        with their salamander heats and their flooding lights

    the moon, tokened in a glowing sky.

and then the sun rose, starting golden fires on the sheets

    and starting golden fires in the streets

    where children wrapped in white folds

    touch the sparkling street with ember’d feet

    and, underneath, an onion grows.

In 1988, after several years of tense relations, Abramović and Ulay decided to make a spiritual journey which would end their relationship. Each of them walked the Great Wall of China, starting from the two opposite ends and meeting in the middle. As Abramović described it: “That walk became a complete personal drama. Ulay started from the Gobi desert and I from the Yellow Sea. After each of us walked 2500 km, we met in the middle and said good-bye.”