today’s doodle… dancers
I didn’t start with a particular dance in mind – it just seemed full of movement. Maybe there are tam-tams playing – that seems about right :-) a park, and tam-tams… summer’s end…
UPDATE: New summers-end poem from Tom – thanks!!
For we who dance at summer’s end
will sway to beats that pulse and bend
along the geodesic line
toward the equinocal time
where darkness balances the light:
this long day wanes, encroaching night
extends its fingers up the sky
but still we dance, though winter’s nigh!
poem (c) 2013 Tom Radcliffe
image (cc) 2013 Hilary Farmer