Anahit Arustamyan

Silver Star - 3,382 Points (21.05.1963 / Armenia)

That Waltz - Poem by Anahit Arustamyan

I have forgotten the melody of that waltz. I haven't danced it for ages. The smoke is dancing around my lips leaving its ashes. The wind is whistling its own music and the rustling leaves are falling. I have forgotten my embroidered dress. I haven't worn it for ages. I am looking for something in the blenched pages. These pages are dancing with my cigarette ashes. The wind seems to be whistling for the trembling branches. I haven't danced that waltz for ages.

Topic(s) of this poem: lyrical

Form: Prose Poem

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  • Kelly Kurt (9/18/2015 4:48:00 PM)

    Memories that haven't been danced with in years. A lovely, well written poem, Anahit (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, September 18, 2015

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