(breathe)
Soft
Slow
Languid
Sensual
Alternating with
rapid transitions; sudden falls,
invigorating transitions of weight on the fly.
Both dancers listening to the voice of the other's body; each whisper, each shout.
Dance of life with no beginning and never ending
Embracing the force of chaos
riding the moment
back down to
stillness
light
breath
(breathe)
This poem is based on the mathematical progression known as a Fibonacci series. This progression starts with 0 and 1. Each successive number in the progression is the sum of the two preceding numbers. Thus, the first few numbers are: 0,1,1,2,3,5,8,13,21, and so on. I chose to interpret the progression as the number of syllables present in each line rather than a word count. Rather than work with an open-ended progression and quickly reach lines of ridiculous proportions, I chose instead to mirror the progression. I attempt to include the zeros by indicating a deliberate breath.
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