Dance Poems
Lot's Wife
by Wislawa Szymborska
They say I looked back out of curiosity.
But I could have had other reasons.
I looked back mourning my silver bowl.
Carelessly, while tying my sandal strap.
So I wouldn't have to keep staring at the righteous nape
of my husband Lot's neck.
From the sudden conviction that if I dropped dead
he wouldn't so much as hesitate.
From the disobedience of the meek.
Checking for pursuers.
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The Cremation Of Sam Mcgee
by Robert William Service
There are strange things done in the midnight sun
By the men who moil for gold;
The Arctic trails have their secret tales
That would make your blood run cold;
The Northern Lights have seen queer sights,
But the queerest they ever did see
Was that night on the marge of Lake Lebarge
I cremated Sam McGee.
Now Sam McGee was from Tennessee, where the cotton blooms and blows.
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The Brook
by Alfred Lord Tennyson
I come from haunts of coot and hern,
I make a sudden sally
And sparkle out among the fern,
To bicker down a valley.
By thirty hills I hurry down,
Or slip between the ridges,
By twenty thorpes, a little town,
And half a hundred bridges.
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The Months
by Sara Coleridge
January brings the snow,
makes our feet and fingers glow.
February brings the rain,
Thaws the frozen lake again.
March brings breezes loud and shrill,
stirs the dancing daffodil.
April brings the primrose sweet,
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The Hare And The Fox
by Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson
The fox lay still by the birch-tree's root
In the heather.
The hare was running with nimble foot
O'er the heather.
Was ever brighter a sunshine-day,
Before, behind me, and every way,
O'er the heather!
The fox laughed low by the birch-tree's root
In the heather.
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Background Music
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Fancy steps to the door of love's heart,
Since love dances to angels' harp.
Rise Sally, Rise
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
She had adorable dimples in her cheeks, and loved gazing at magenta stars;
Like a spaceship in black pearl space, when halfway to glittering, red Mars.
Only eight years old, with pigtails, she still dreamed of being an astronaut;
Like a cool, ice blue comet, traversing space, with no chance of being caught!
Space had become her one great love, for she possessed a rich imagination;
And children would one day sing of her, when they were dancin' and playin.'
She adored all the nursery rhymes, but especially dancing games, of sparkle.
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Dansende Schoonheid
by Mario Odekerken
Dansende schoonheid,
een glimp van licht
in een kamer vol stilte.
Haar bewegingen
spreken zonder woorden,
zacht als de wind
over vergeten velden.
Elke draai
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waiting : open form poetry
by Ghairo Daniels
w. a. i. t. i. n. g.
nights diss ~~
OLve
days
s l u m B er
2 wake
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Haiku 9 : Shaped : Bones
by Ghairo Daniels
haiku : bones
calcium dance shape
between stars of wisdom high
showering marrow
hiku
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cal
=Ci Um=
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Kathleen Jessie Raine (5 poems about Dance)
Kathleen Raine] (14 June 1908 – 6 July 2003 / London / England -
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