BALLERINA (A tribute to Moira Shearer in “Red Shoes”)

Posted by Admin on 27 January 2008, 12:00 am

O dance, and let thy steps create,
in perfect arabesque and such,
a beauty pen can ne’er translate,
too fleeting e’en for artist’s touch.

An airborne dryad thou, thy dress
a light diaphanous cascade;
each move supremely effortless,
withal balletic laws obeyed.

Who heeds the torment of a mind,
that feels, yet knows not to express,
emotions strangely undefined,
engendered by thy loveliness?

’Twould seem as tho’ a magic spell,
in truth bewitched those crimson shoes;
confirming what thy art would tell,
when dancing, mime, and music fuse.

T. C. Hudson
1948

© T. C. Hudson.

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