Who She Dances For, No One Knows

Her dance unfinished

The music has left her standing alone

She hesitates

Her body rigid

Yet confusion lives in her eye

The background already blurred

Colors fading

Dissipating

Flowers now but pinkish hues

Victims of the nighttime

Hours stacking

Senses tracking

Fatigue

But a brushstroke away

Artistic capital spent

On the sight of an eye

Perfection in vision

And a mysterious direction

Not forward

Perhaps something down below

Or someone

Nothing is revealed

Attraction of a sultry dress

Blue giving way to white

All perspective lost

In a perpetual stare

Somewhere

Anywhere

Hands above

Covering her hair

Long neck exposed

Trapped forever

In a seductive pose

Who she dances for

No one knows

About This Piece

This poem was inspired by a piece by Ivan Slavinsky, a Russian surrealist and impressionist painter.  As far as I can tell, the painting in untitled – it appears to me as a woman who dances to get someone’s attention, but that person is left as a mystery to the viewer.

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R J Schwartz

I write about everything and sometimes nothing at all.I'm fascinated by old things, rusty things, abandoned places, or anywhere that a secret might be unearthed.I'm passionate about history and many of my pieces are anchored in one concept of time or another.I've always been a writer, dating back to my youth, but the last decade has been a time of growth for me.I'm continually pushing the limitations of vocabulary, syntax, and descriptive phrasing.

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