We loved our bodies
what they could do
what we could do
with them.
Radiant
Shapely
Perfected
in heat
and
provocation
Making prayers
from rude animal energy.
We loved our bodies
what they could do
what we could do
with them.
Quiet as sand
nestled
grain to grain
Settled
into shapes
Graceful
as dusk
and dunes.
RW
02.24.2019
Mazunte, Oaxaca, Mexico
In the misty seventies, I got to hang with beautiful and young dancers, thrilled with creativity. The other night, R. and I watched Billy Eliott. His joy reminded me
In the misty seventies, I got to hang with beautiful and young dancers, thrilled with creativity. The other night, R. and I watched Billy Eliott. His joy reminded me
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Good poem. I like the effective parallel to dunes. Your sand dune photo reminded me of sensuous dune images by Ansel Adams and Georgia O’Keefe. For a raunchier song on a similar theme: “Body was Made” by Ezra Thurman.
ReplyDeleteBob Sather (from Las Golondrinas)