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Sayuri's Dance In His Remembrance

October 17, 2009
By CammyCalliope GOLD, Georgetown, Other
CammyCalliope GOLD, Georgetown, Other
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Favorite Quote:
We are now
part of a garden, that is part of a
landscape, that is part of a world
that no one believes in. (Joshua Beckman)

It was a funereal afternoon.
My thoughts were like waves that bled
into a wash, to a windswept cadence.
My body heaved with sorrow as
I started moving to my heart's song.

I imagined him watching me,
and my movements took on a depth
as if I was interacting with him.
My arms swept across my chest and through the air;
like the ocean liner gliding through water.
The way he brushed my childhood tears away.

Turning around at a tipped angle
represented me talking to him.
Extending my arm and opening my folding fan
told of my gratitude in his presence.
And when I snapped my fan shut in the end
of the dance; it is only to note,
Nothing in life mattered more than him.

The author's comments:
This is inspired by a scene from the novel Memoirs of a Geisha.

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