perichoresis Posted May 19, 2008 Share Posted May 19, 2008 This glorious Balanchine work Chaconne has captured my heart and being.So this evening I wrote this response. Chaconne-(to Suzanne Farell and Peter Martins) Beyond this world, under azure sky, The dancers have attained Paradise. Not for them sweat and aching limbs Or stern balletmasters demanding ever-more: They have escaped earth's orbital pull, They have reached Elysium. Exalted in their airy realm- Beyond cares and trials and woes, Moving their sweet sweet limbs. To dulcet flute and strings They dance their heavenly choreography. To mortal beings weighted With history's freight and mass, Bound by time and Newton's laws, Imagination cannot conceive Their radiance and joy. So we strain to join that place, The starry vault of their abode. Waiting for the snap of gravity And resurrection from our sleep. Perichoresis May 19 2008 Link to comment
Farrell Fan Posted May 21, 2008 Share Posted May 21, 2008 Thanks for the lovely poem. Balanchine used to say something to the effect that this world was not real, that the reality lay elsewhere. I think you've captured that feeling. Link to comment
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