He Dances Alone

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In response to Alice Oiseau's challenge...obviously I took 10 so I had to write a poem that had metaphor, allusion, and the following:

subject: music box
setting: The Louvre in Paris, France

and had the words:
ameliorate - to improve or better
enticing - uh, able to entice
pugnacious - eager to fight
taciturn - uncommunicative, silent
sanguine - confident, positive

Yea, the entire poem is an extended metaphor. The Louvre is a microcosm of this world. It's about a process of transformation. I would love to see your interpretation of it so I won't give mine away. A poem is open to different kinds of interpretations :)

And...yea, the allusion is kind of lame though cuz I didn't know where to put one...yea sorry alice about the allusion...obviously it refers to the works in the louvre...haha I took the opening you made for me and used it

Enjoy :)

Submitted: June 20, 2008

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He dances alone.

And his footsteps echo.

Pugnacious men drawn on canvas
Do not see;
Enticing women sculpted of stone
Do not look.
Here at the Louvre,
The people do not move.

And he dances alone.

He undoes the cages of paper and wood,
And Horatii spurned.
He breaks the cages of metal and stone,
And Venus was taciturn.
So he opens the plastic silver box,
And the lady in red
Turned.
The music starts
So they dance alone.
Sanguine children surround the two,
Yet they do not celebrate.
And nothing seems to ameliorate
The frozen people neighboring the two.
His body moves so rhythmically;
Her dress flows so gracefully;
Their feet step in perfect synchrony.
He walks closer: she turns her back to him.
He leans in: she spun to face him again.
And when they near for the kiss

She shatters

And so did his heart.
The music stopped and so did his reprise;
The music box closed and so did his eyes;
When he woke, his soul became stone:
Sitting in a cage of paper and wood.
Music starts and he does not look.
Here at the Louvre,
The people do not move.


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