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Buck And Wing Cavorting with oread bliss In hills of soft lavender shade, Pured by hyssop, sweet saffron mists Descend in a nearby gray glade. A luminous beat, syncopated, Lends insight unanticipated: Deep, dark memory synecdochic Of prehuman days now historic. Entrechat, legs in musical Motion like bird wings, whimsical Yet meaningful. Leaps of ballet, Joyful jetes, render cachet. The glory of diverse dances pursues A graceful, lilting course of transitions To buck and wing or celtic fling. A new Or old form: grand, mystical renditions. Formal, royal, ethnic, or racial: Designed to express depths of feeling. Alone, on stage, contained or spatial, A dance is spilled dreams, softly reeling. |
Additional Notes:
"Buck and wing" is a form of dance once seen in minstrel shows,
thought to have originated therein. Historians of dance now
have traced the buck-and-wing form to the Irish of centuries
long past.
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