Wednesday, July 24, 2019

Poets United Midweek Motif ~ Dance



   
“Never give a sword to a man who cannot dance.”— Confucius

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“Come Fairies, take me out of this dull world, for I would ride with you upon the wind and dance upon the mountains like a flame.”— W.B. Yeats



       Midweek Motif ~ Dance


As I was thinking about this Dance motif some lines of Leonard Cohen sang out loud in my mind:


          “Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
     Dance me through the panic ’til I’m gathered safely in
    Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove
                              Dance me to the end of love
                              Dance me to the end of love….”


The whole universe is in a dance mode. It would be interesting to see where you find that rhythm and beat to capture it in your lines.

It might be in the flow of a river; in rolling of waves; in raindrops; in the rhythm of seasons, day and night; in the flight of a bird; in birth; in death; in a stage performance.


There are numerous forms / types of dance. It would be lovely to read about them if you choose one of them to write about; or about the life of any well-known dancer.

And why not about dance costumes, props, masks and shoes?

Give today’s motif a unique interpretation of your like:

A few poems to share with you: 

The Dance
by William Carlos Williams

In Brueghel's great picture, The Kermess,
the dancers go round, they go round and
around, the squeal and the blare and the
tweedle of bagpipes, a bugle and fiddles
tipping their bellies (round as the thick-
sided glasses whose wash they impound)
their hips and their bellies off balance
to turn them. Kicking and rolling
about the Fair Grounds, swinging their butts, those
shanks must be sound to bear up under such
rollicking measures, prance as they dance
in Brueghel's great picture, The Kermess.


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by Emily Dickinson

I cannot dance upon my Toes—
No Man instructed me—
But oftentimes, among my mind,
A Glee possesseth me,

That had I Ballet knowledge—
Would put itself abroad
In Pirouette to blanch a Troupe—
Or lay a Prima, mad,

And though I had no Gown of Gauze—
No Ringlet, to my Hair,
Nor hopped to Audiences—like Birds,
One Claw upon the Air,

Nor tossed my shape in Eider Balls,
Nor rolled on wheels of snow
Till I was out of sight, in sound,
The House encore me so—

Nor any know I know the Art
I mention—easy—Here—
Nor any Placard boast me—
It's full as Opera— 

Here is another link to a poem by Langston Hughes:



Please share your new poem using Mr. Linky below and visit others in the spirit of the community—

(Next week Magaly's Midweek Motif will be ~ not-so-old-fashioned 'Hobbies')

14 comments:

  1. Happy Wednesday, Sumana. I hope you're wearing your dancing shoes!

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  2. Wonderful, Sumana. I will be back, after dancing with my mop. It's Cleaning Day. Lol.

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  3. Hello Poets! I'm a bit late but I couldn't miss the invitation to dance. :) I'll be reading you.

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  4. I composed a poem last week that fits well with your dance theme ....

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    1. Dear Helen, I couldn't get to your blog as it denies permission and says 'This blog is open to invited readers only.' Feeling confused.

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    2. Think I fixed it, thank you!

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  5. Never give a sword to anyone who can't dance. Lol...my wakizashi loves to dance!

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  6. So many ways to go on this one. Had a quote pop right into my head and danced off with it.

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  7. This moving prompt gave me my first poem in weeks--small but alive! Thank you, Sumana.

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    1. Thank you Susan for the beautiful poem you've gifted.

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  8. I was so happy to read you, my friend.

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  9. Thanks, Sumana. Mine is a bit late.
    http://purplepeninportland.com/2019/07/27/dance-performance/

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