The footprints in the snow (Sails 27) |
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Nov 2005 | RT Crossing |
anticipation - conversation the room's abuzz with voice except the stage the silence there is a hush of tensioned strings awaiting release and ivory longing to be touched and now the moment - enter stage right our sanguine star strides in to our applause her willowy frame bends down a bow - she's wound like a spiral spring the real thing - at last! it's here and now the world's her oyster and she's the Pearl and all our world's her stage it's been so long so many months of practice prep and pain culminate here, today for us, yet not us - but all she is... she turns - a measured, mitigated walk: the softest wishes of sky and earth a quiet nearly deafens 'til alabaster meets ivory and time itself stands still to listen |