Isadora Duncan Poem by Shaun Cronick
Isadora Duncan
Rating: ★5.0
Isadora Duncan a unique dancer,
With her expressive Greek style.
A truly loved darling of the masses,
Of quick wit charm and warm smile.
Driving with her long scarf flowing,
The wheels spokes it does append.
Isadora Duncan, the Mother of Dance,
Her reign ceased, a fateful end.
Monday, March 2, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: car,dance,death,fate,sad,tragedy,tragic
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