Sarah Tallman

Dancer, Choreographer

“the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.”

-Jack Kerouac, On the Road

there go the fairies

Today is the premier of my new ballet, I Didn't Hear You, I Was Away With The Fairies. I've written a poem to coincide with the work. Enjoy.

 

there go the fairies

 

 

it was a story told by someone else

there go the fairies… 

in thought they came and thought

they glowed and desires bloomed and the dust flew up

 

there go the fairies… 

without disguise the muse whispered 

upon every hour they glowed, 

and desires bloomed and the dust flew up

 

from flower to flower your voice won 

the silence still there when you've gone

there go the fairies 

my heart skipped

 

still there when you've gone

our hands bound together and so 

there go the fairies… 

looking back, it was a story told by someone else.

 

 

                -Sarah Tallman 2018

 

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