Friday, December 28, 2018

Rimli Bhattacharya writes

The Danseuse’s Delight

She danced on the arterial road –
As he asked “You dance?”
“Yes I do” she replied

She danced on the arterial road –
As he asked “Are you a story teller?”
“Yes I am, I dance with stories” she replied

She danced on the arterial road –
As he asked “Are you an artist?”
“Yes I am an artist of my art” she replied

She danced on the arterial road –
As he said “I cannot hear you dancing”
“Do hide behind my shadow and hear me” she replied

She danced on the arterial road –
As he said “But shadows do lie”
“My shadow is my sorrow and sorrows don’t lie” she replied

She danced on the arterial road –
As he said “I see you in my dreams”
“I am an illusion, touch me and I will fade” she replied

She danced on the arterial road –
As he said “Be my valentine”
“I am taken” she smiled in her dance
“No you aren’t” he said softly
“I am an illusion, touch me and I will fade” she replied
“You dance?” he asked
“Yes I do” she replied

She danced on the arterial road
“I am a danseuse's delight –
I am an illusion –
I am an echo –
See my shadow –
Catch me if you can –
And I will be your valentine” she smiled  in her dance

She danced on the arterial road
He stood –
For he knew
She cannot be taken
She is an illusion, a fantasy;
She is a danseuse's delight. 

Dancer or
Dansa, or Setsuna no kyokusen [Dancer, or Curved Line of the Instant] -- Kobayakawa Kiyoshi

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 Dancer IV -- Rachel Isadora

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