I squeezed <br />through rows <br />of knees <br />last night <br />to clasp <br />the hand <br />of one <br />whose music - <br />spare and rich - <br />has long <br />inspired <br />my dance. <br /> <br />My hero, <br />Peter <br />Sculthorpe, <br />softly smiled - <br />intrigued, <br />but also <br />chuffed, <br />I do believe, <br />at my ebullience.<br /><br />Alison Cassidy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-unexpected-meeting/
