Dance to the Moulin Rouge

Henri Toulouse-Lautrec:. Dance to the Moulin Rouge

summer breezes kiss her curls.
unlatched emotions — tension unfurled.
a sudden scuttle. she towers
to the middle of the floor —
music called her to gambol.

the men rubbernecking.
her dress plays it safely.
impulsive. exploitative.
pathetic ridicule and gossip.
chirps hum to merry prancing.

graceful butterfly. witch queen.
dance tornado. plastic sculpture.
dress variable in shape.
ribbons and skin so silky.
next, she’ll kick off those shoes.

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Written for:

Magpie Tales – Mag 179

Also posted on:

Open Link Night ~ 107

 

primed to dance

"No performance is a perfect performance but some performances allow for the feeling of perfection. Achieving this moment of ecstasy easily validates all the pain and struggle of the art form by taking us (and possibly our audience) for a moment to a world beyond our own." - Wendy Whelan

rooted
skyscrper spire
steel and glass
lit like city lights

visceral
thoroughbred
musculature
tense

choreography:
obtainable
domination:
possible

insane energy
intractable
juices flowing
creatively

glossy profiles
underlining vignettes
forever opening
nights

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Written for:

Poetry Picnic Week 23: New York Times Headline Topics

Also written for:

challenge – “possible”

Posted on:

Open Link Monday

Inspired by story: in    A Dancer Who Can Remember The Giants

Photo Credit:  Costin Radu from  theballetbag