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Thursday, December 18, 2008

Dear Isadora

Dear Isadora

pursuit of the exotic
pointing toward the dark

your barefoot wildness
swirling under scarves

while madcap friends
sing havoc for your dance


on that decisive ride
you fell across the void

like a mindless curl of wind
merging with the nub of night

we wait with bated breath
for your encore curtain call

Dear Isadora.


Totally Optional Prompt this week: write a poem about a first in your life.

I must have had seconds rather than firsts so I'm taking the optional route...although this poem reflects a first for Ms. Duncan.


Art and Poetry said...

Its very nice original poem!

Anonymous said...

Love this!

anthonynorth said...

Powerful, and capturing the essence of myth.

KB said...

Excellent job.

Dave King said...

The effect was cumulative for me. By the end I thought I had an image of Isadora.

Sandra.if said...

very sweet!

gautami tripathy said...

I liked the way it started and ended.

book of myth or reality?

Anonymous said...

like a sweet ode to isadora, who sounded like a free spirit