To Isadorables
  
  
  And -
    the Endless Sunset
      hovers over the town.
  At first -
    in oil
      washed on the palette,
  then
     the pastel Sun
      goes down the spires of roofs,
  and
    watercolors
  wave in the stripes of silk 
    streaming from the tunics
      of Isadora Duncan dancers...

  
   July 3, 2005


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