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		        Isadora Duncan


tears no longer worked
	nor silence
	and dance was no longer saving her soul
rumor has it that          she begged
				she begged an italian sculptor for another baby
					another chance for that love
	 	for the streaming of wind against her mind
								her soul

barefoot dancer across the stage
	her movements natural
	borne of one another

	but 
      the child could not hold 
		its soul conflicted
			death hours after birth
				its soul streaming along ley lines
					her wishes and magic foiled
					leaving her childless 
						yet again

loss is so final
this child joins his siblings
	playing ring-a-round the rosie 
dancing with small bare feet in heaven  

there is beauty in dance

music moves through the air
bodies sway, skip across the floor
arms and legs akimbo
loose tunic streaming behind as she moves 
across the dance floor
		she is beauty and creation
		she is a force for change and joy

	three griefs weigh her heart
		
the world is cold and unforgiving
she danced for life
	stories told through barefoot movement
	
	her styled blossomed
breaking form 
toe shoes and leotards left at the ballet barre
grecian tunic 
	leaping, short hair streams in 

a gift of beauty
	a silk scarf long and painted
a gift of friendship 
	
freedom is always peeking from the next destination
	a promise of hope
		  of solace
she rides towards freedom top down
	the wind pulls at her skin
	long scarf flowing, streaming
		adding beauty to the invisible air currents

drive off towards beauty
	the past is streaming behind
		taking its tears
		          its loss with it	


	be careful, my friend
	all dances end
		be careful, Isadora
	you can use your scarf to swaddle your children 
                         
                                              in heaven



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Date: 2016-02-19 09:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] adoptedwriter.livejournal.com
Wow! So sad but beautifully told! AW

Date: 2016-02-21 10:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eeyore-grrl.livejournal.com
Many artists have the sad story...

Date: 2016-02-20 10:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] alycewilson.livejournal.com
I like that you stepped outside of your personal experiences for this one and told someone else's story.

Date: 2016-02-21 10:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eeyore-grrl.livejournal.com
Thank you. I've been meaning to write more outside of myself. The word streaming just kept bringing Isadora and her scarf death to mind. So, after I worked at it and worked at it... This is what came. I think it is my biggest reach to stay on topic though.

Date: 2016-02-20 01:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eternal-ot.livejournal.com
Great Imagery..Beautifully told!

Date: 2016-02-20 07:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rayaso.livejournal.com
Wonderfully told, and such an excellent subject for a biographical poem1

Date: 2016-02-21 03:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dmousey.livejournal.com
Ah... Isadora Duncan. Her contribution to dance gets overlooked these days. Thank you for bringing her to life once more. Peace~~~D

Date: 2016-02-21 10:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eeyore-grrl.livejournal.com
You are welcome. I am not hugely knowledgable about dance, but from reading up on her she clearly did have a huge contribution to dance.

Date: 2016-02-21 04:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] topum.livejournal.com
Awesome.

Date: 2016-02-22 02:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] halfshellvenus.livejournal.com
This was an inspired and unusual choice-- to pick a dancer whose unique style often includes streaming.

I was not aware that she had been unable to successfully bear children. What utter heartbreak.

Date: 2016-02-22 02:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eeyore-grrl.livejournal.com
She successfully had two kids. They drowned when the car they were in rolled into the Seine. Horrifying.

Date: 2016-02-23 02:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eeyore-grrl.livejournal.com
She successfully had two kids. They drowned when the car they were in rolled into the Seine. Horrifying.

Date: 2016-02-22 04:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] murielle.livejournal.com
As always your poetry is magical. I saw Vanessa Redgrave in the movie about Duncan when I was quite young at was captivated by her story, and her tragic end. Your retelling of her tale through poetry and performance is so deeply touching.

Wonderful!

Date: 2016-02-22 01:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] whipchick.livejournal.com
I really like the closing stanza. This felt like a strong use of your poetic gift, and what really made it for me was that the emotional content was tied closely to specific incidents and a unique person.

Date: 2016-02-22 05:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ellison.livejournal.com
Wow, this is gorgeous and incredibly heartbreaking. Wonderfully done.

Date: 2016-02-23 12:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dee-aar2.livejournal.com
Sad and your writing brings out the pain in a heartbreaking manner. I was touched and made me look her up on wiki and then loved how you used the scarf at the end ... the reason for her end.. well done.

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