12 June 2013

Magic

Torches.  Double-ended, many-branched like candelabra, mounted on hula hoops.  Men and women dancing, and a single drum beating time.  Lithe bodies silhouetted by lights blinking off the East River; a subway snaking across the Williamsburg Bridge in the distance.

I half thought they'd vanish if I approached, but a man with a gentle voice and waxed moustaches told me they're the Empire Fire Collective, and they're working toward taping an audition to perform at Burning Man.

I was walking the dog, only a set of keys in my pocket: no camera.  But look here, and look here -- if they can be photographed, they must be real, and not just a midsummer night's dream?