Hunter Dasten

(May 3rd 1987)

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A Ballerina's Dance


Her feet float above the stage
as if carried by some unseen force.
From my view among the generally admitted
I can hardly make out the details of her face.
But those graceful movements are so alluring
each subtle step, precise, and all consuming.

She is the most vulnerable of all artists,
performing a dance that demands every emotion soak through her skin.
Each fluid movement pulls from the reservoir of her experience.
Trained from a young age to move agilely across the stage,
bearing the weight of the world upon her shoulders;
My Ballerina has more heart than anyone else on earth.

This reckless transparency, on the stage, is her glory.
Yet in the average corner of existence
this susceptibility to the sun's rays
would leave one suffering the harshest burns.
My Ballerina hurdles from one emotional extreme to another
with the cyclical tensing and relaxing of each muscle.

My Ballerina is a martyr for her art, and a saint among the flock.

Submitted: Monday, July 06, 2009
Edited: Sunday, May 01, 2011

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  • Deci Hernandez (10/3/2012 4:32:00 PM)

    i saw a photo of a ballerina that i knew, but i didn't know she was a ballerina until then. what beauty i saw in that photo and now in my friend. That photo was in black and white, but your descriptions of sun and burning, that photo will never be black and white again. (Report) Reply

  • Elena Sandu (10/3/2012 12:10:00 AM)

    That is very true, my true respect and admiration for your Ballerina, sir! And for each other ballerina they all are working very hard.
    It may be not the light of stage to keep them going, sir, but maybe the love for beauty, the love for movement, the love for being able to connect music in symmetry with own centers, balance, and words with the tip of their toes, for the love of fly, they can even grow wings: I watch the little kids how hard they try to keep up with the boring abc of warming up. But at the end of the lesson when they are given freedom, oh dear, you can see butterflies and birds, winds and rainbows coming out of them, then years later, here we have grown ballerinas on stage to show the magic of children hearts with well worked body teaching us love. You may see your Ballerina as a martyr sir, I understand...she is not alone, in one way or another, maybe we all have to pay a price if we are given a power of gods: the purest form of inner beauty: power of love. Thank you. (Report) Reply

  • Karen Sinclair (10/2/2012 12:58:00 AM)

    A wonderful portrait of the elegance you so appreciate, mind you its hard not to stand in awe when gazing at the petite yet greatest athletes there are... thank you karen (Report) Reply

  • John Maxwell (12/17/2011 6:24:00 PM)

    A great insight poem to the Ballerina's Dance movements.
    Abstract in a way. You are very talented. As I read more of your works, I
    will email you as to my thoughts about them. (Report) Reply

  • Concetta Neville (1/29/2010 9:17:00 PM)

    When I read this I feel like I'm in the audience seeing the ballerina on stage performing. wonderful descriptions. A wonderful read.10++ (Report) Reply

  • Kelly Aragon (1/29/2010 8:43:00 PM)

    It has such detailed and beautiful veiw of a ballerina's world! I now understand why my friend loves the art so much! (Report) Reply

  • Pradyumna Jyotir (1/28/2010 12:49:00 AM)

    it was as though i was viewing this art on stage...the descreption is so vivid...very nicely portrayed. (Report) Reply

  • Sandra Dodd (1/27/2010 11:17:00 PM)

    I am so glad you invited me to read this poem. Like being invited to a fine ballet of words. The physical and spiritual of dance and writing captured. (Report) Reply

  • Moriah Reyes (1/27/2010 10:53:00 PM)

    Ahh! : D hahaha! Very nice! I loved it a lot! It has a lot of detail! I could catch a glimpse of this dance! it was beautiful! thankyou for sharing it with us! : D (Report) Reply

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