A murmur of whirring wings,
an eddy of starlings
converges and separates
in the helices and pirouettes
of an aerial ballet.
Follow the moon and Earth
as they trip a tantric
light fantastic,
cheek to cheek, face to face,
inhaling each other’s breath.
Why let words get stuck
somewhere between us
when hands and bodies talk?
Express them in movement,
in the way you dance and walk!
Kim M. Russell, 30th January 2024

Image by Hulki Okan Tabak on Unsplash
Mish is the host at this week’s Tuesday Poetics at the dVerse Poets Pub, and she asks: May I Have This Dance?
She says that much like poetry, dance ‘gives us a vessel for communicating our thoughts, releasing emotions, honing our skills and creating our own unique stories and style’, and that ‘dance can fill our hearts with joy or move us to tears’. She has given examples of poems that illustrate this, by Langston Hughes, Maya Angelou and Tonelius Oliver, and a wonderful poem by Sarojini Naidu.
Mish asks us to write poems on the theme of dance: our first dances; dances rooted in our culture; dance as a metaphor for life or romance; memories of dancing; and we can even play with rhythm, rhyme, repetition, enjambment and line breaks to mimic the choreography of a dance. I’m posting and linking up early as we’re out celebrating our anniversary this evening.
A great poem Kim!
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Thank you, Kim!
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I love how nature and the reader comes together in the first stanza moving it closer to the heart… dance is that and a lot more.
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Thank you, Björn, and happy birthday!
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That opening stanza absolutely dances, pulling us into the flurry of starlings, their natural movements, concerted, “cheek to cheek”– So beautifully done, Kim.
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Thank you kindly, Dora.
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Oh this is beautiful and organic. Love the way you personified the moon and earth dancing cheek to cheek.
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Thank you, Mish!
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Dancing is an excellent way to communicate. (K)
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I haven’t properly danced for such a long time. I only did it when there’s no one around. 😏
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Me too. Certain music always gets me moving.
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Luv the ariel ballet.
Much♡love
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Thank you, Gillena! ❤
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Very nicely done, Kim. You are right we cannot contain the inspiration that comes from within in words and body language. The dance of life is poetry.
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And poetry is like dancing with words!
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yes!
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Love how the poem moves…the first stanza is magical, Kim!
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Thanks Punam!
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You are welcome.
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Truly, who knew that planets after all are dancing in space ❤️
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Thank you, Aboli.
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Kim, you truly capture the grace and beauty of an aerial ballet with your imagery and skillful wordplay! ❤
~David
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Cheers, David!
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I enjoyed this expression of movement as language.
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Thank you, Maria!
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Beautifully written…’why let words get stuck’
Thanks Kim
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Thank you, Carys!
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Loving everything about this – especially these lines:
“Follow the moon and Earth
as they trip a tantric
light fantastic,”
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Thank you, Lill!
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I suppose everything in nature dances, but I like your bird dances best.
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Yes, I’m partial to them too!
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🙂
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The birds who live in huge pines in our back yard do indeed seem to be dancing with each other, I love watching them cavort about. Lovely poetry, KIm and a huge thank you for the comment you left on my Last Dance. Gordon’s loss is impossible to express with mere words. I hired him at the travel agency I ran in 1992 .. instant friend, a force of nature, a friend to thousands ’round the world, my confidant, the best travel buddy ever. On our first cruise crossing the Atlantic, he named me “Rose” … He was my “Jack” .. nutty over the movie Titanic. We remained so forever.
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Beautifully written
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Thank you!
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That last stanza is a beauty. Just right for reminding us there are other planes of communication.
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Thanks Sean!
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“Why let words get stuck …” I was particularly drawn to this line and its outcome, why indeed!
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You understand me, Paul!
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Ha, when people see 🙂
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❤ ❤ that first line!! and indeed why let words get stuck between us..
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Thank you, Vidya!
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I especially love the beauty of these lines:
“in the helices and pirouettes
of an aerial ballet.
Follow the moon and Earth
as they trip a tantric
light fantastic,”
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Thanks Melissa!
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“An eddy of starlings” that one is my favorite line. So beautiful. ❤️
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Thank you!
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