The Majestic Valley Oak - Quercus Lobata
Fiesta Rodeo

¡Ay Dios Mio! Carmen Amaya - La Gitana

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As in one's hand a lighted match

blinds you before it comes aflame

and sends out brilliant

flickering tongues to every side --

so, within the ring of the spectators

her dance begins in hasty,

heated rhythms and spreads itself

darting flames around.

And suddenly, the dance is altogether flame!

With a fierce glance she sets her hair alight.

Unexpectedly, she turns with daring artfulness

the swirling flounces of her dress

within this conflagaration,

out of which her upheld naked arms,

clapping the castanets, appear like serpents striking.

 

And then, afraid her fire were diminishing,

she gathers it all up and flings it down

with an imperious haughtly gesture,

and watches as it lies there

writhing on the ground,

unyielding and unwilling to concede

the dance has ended.

 

Yet she show victory in her sweet

swift smile as she lifts up her face,

while with her small firm feet

she stamps out the last of the dying embers. 

~ Ranier Maria Rilke

 

 

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