fire in that square floodlit by crimson <br /> <br />gels left onstage a floating red silk <br /> <br />scarf that snaked around the nimblest calves <br /> <br />unable to outlast Mozart's legacy <br /> <br />or Pater's gemlike flame abandoned dream <br /> <br />erased by edicts of the blood the song <br /> <br />the space with both feet off the ground <br /> <br />if only for a moment elephantine <br /> <br />memory as the curtain falls full weight <br /> <br />the voice of Kathleen Battle amplified <br /> <br />fades away five years to the day and still <br /> <br />your body as it was caught between <br /> <br />Isadora and the wheel and not what it has <br /> <br />become a form that those who live must bear<br /><br />Timothy Liu<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/exsultate-jubilate/
