Affinity
We slowly arrived at the dancer’s studio:
opaline music, secluded inspiration, ambience.
His steps wrote contours, his arms morphed
elliptical lines from faraway lands; to the timid
dream he was headed, the dancer, with the peculiar
smile, value of life never explained in chemistry.
Two eyebrows raised in symphony with celestial
cello, thin legs that created his eternal enigma
that we had tried so much to decipher, yet years
later we understood it wasn’t as important.
He admired the movements of the dancer
in the air and the air’s sigh around the dancer’s
body and He evoked two Muses, one for the dancer
the other for the Ubermensch the dancer was.
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Manolis Aligizakis 