grace dripping,
off sharpened collar bones.
beauty
in the shadow
of a rib.
poise,
point.
i envy her.
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Thank you for reading,
~ Victoria Elizabeth
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Reblogged this on Tatiana Olson and commented:
Beautiful to read…. True thoughts of dancers being spoken.
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Oh, wow… Reading this reminded me of the movie “Black Swan.” 😊 The image conveyed by these words transcends typical fluffy notions of feminine grace: what you’ve painted here suggests power and precision, and a drive as menacing as steel.
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Every ballerina I’ve ever known has been extremely determined, driven, and physically powerful – not the fragile, frail image many associate with dancers. I’m glad you liked it!
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In fact, I just read this poem through a few more times – and in my mind, I can almost hear the snap of bones in the frenzy of dance rehearsals. Haunting and evocative.
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