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In Sola Saltator
In Sola Saltator (The Lonely Dancer)
She stretches her bony limbs to the Night sky,
her long thin legs twirling In pirouettes, In Sola Saltator.
Her ribs show through her thin dirty dress,
the Scant tulle isn’t enough to hide the strain
In her bony hips as she leaps.
In Sola Saltator
Her face holds no particular beauty, her eyes are big and black,
Framed by equally raven lashes.
Pale washed out Skin and chapped cherry bud lips.
But In Sola Saltator leaps through the air
Her graceful hands waving like a swan,
the cold night air whips at her face and straggly hair;
She raises her head to night sky and performs her last Adagio,
Then like the setting sun she falls, her bony limbs
Folding around her in an embrace.
Adcuratus.
In Sola Saltator.
Simply stated I am in awe!
And I hope to read and enjoy many, many more of your works.You are already an accomplished poet in this work alone. That you the poet introduces in the genre of romance a picture so silently disguised.
The most striking element is the appreciated description of the unrecognized pleasures in aloneness. All of the exotic visions here in this wonderful poem are exemplary, and they serve their baroque portrayals with meticulous phrases that I feel, that I see her dancing.
It is as if this work of art is being recited to me with sudden tonal shifts. And here is this neglected dancing figure who acquires a kind of halo.
I am an amazed reader that realizes somehow, what mystery looks like, it is off-color and elegantly writhing, leaping, and spinning than she, viens dans mes bras.
Peace
Dylan
"One of the best results of life, is the torment of love"
Dylan Eliot
omg thankyou so much!!! when
omg thankyou so much!!! when i saw your comment my eyes teared up, again thankyou
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peace
Dylan
"One of the best results of life, is the torment of love"
Dylan Eliot