Saturday, December 20, 2014

Tchaikovsky




Mariinsky Theater performs The Nutcracker

In this forest fantasia
Pyotr Ilych is the mage.
He conjures the dancers
who file onto the page.

Herr Drosselmeier floats
beside the angel of no time,
and no words are allowed
within this temple of sound.

Maestra Luna raises her baton
in a little match-girl's heart;
at last, when the curtain rises,
a poem, as ballet, writes itself.


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