Act 2, scenes 1 and 2
Epoch 1872: mid-summers eve
Setting: glade in ancient woodland
Principals: Ballerino with Prima Ballerina
And now, the Stradivarius begins.
With such graceful fluidity you glide;
I slide forward, in awe of your beauty.
Oh, ballerina, the dance lives for you.
Heavy hearted, and with arms open I’m
seduced by your arabesque, arms allongé
reaching for clouds that scurry across a
true love on this warm celestial night.
A symphonic cacophony, then hush . . .
The violin leads your adagio.
My heart falters, ragged in peasant clothes.
Sadly, I ask, ‘is this to be your swan song?’
Coquettishly, you tilt your head, listen,
the piccolos tune frees you from the trance;
and the Stradivarius plays with gusto.
“Dear ballerino, forever we shall dance.”
Julian Clarke © 2017