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Dance to the Moulin Rouge
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
primed to dance
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