Whirling Dervish Poem by Adryan Barnathan
Whirling Dervish
My name is, Adriacus
I come from ''that part''
of the world,
where they snap their fingers
-and twirl-
spinning to the music
white skirts revolve
in cosmic friction,
melting into
mass motion,
inter-connected
like, particle dust
forming planets
merging separate
solar systems
in unison with
heaven and earth
transporting us
without
a space ship
very unusual poem adrienne i love anything about cosmic influence sort of astral travelling and it is not about death, it is about dancing and life Warm regards AJS
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I would like to translate this poem
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5/5/2024 4:07:50 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Here's a poem that really has rhythm and pace. Well done.