Dancing With Erebus

A Poem in Three Parts:

‘Dancing with Erebus I’

On this continent

I dance alone

The weight of history

Lifted, like an Erebus plume

On a summer breeze

No ‘once we did’s

No ‘next you should’s

No steps too far

No abandoned dreams

Just

            Me

Limbs licking the wind

Directing shadows to strive, to stretch

To stamp a purple existence on the snow

Right Here right Now

Here, with Erebus

I dance alone

‘Dancing with Erebus II’

The night stood still

Holding its breath

And casting long, long shadows

Shadows of purple

And out of the contrast,

A dancer

Liquid clad limbs

Licked by the breeze

Describing the silence

And Erebus

Offering an arm

to request the next dance