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Dance Me To The End Of Love - Poem by Leonard Cohen

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in
Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love

Comments about Dance Me To The End Of Love by Leonard Cohen

  • Suryendu Chaudhury 10/20/2020 11:17:00 AM

    A subtle and sweet note. Reply

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  • Quoth Theraven 9/24/2020 9:38:00 AM

    London's calling Leonard, they found your gift in a morning glory. Suzanne has tea & oranges that come all the way from China. It was almost perfect. Reply

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  • Keith Brown 4/24/2020 9:08:00 PM

    Love this man his poems and his voice now sadly silent Reply

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  • Dr Tony Brahmin 4/24/2020 3:54:00 AM

    Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
    Dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in
    Burning violin.. wonderful image. tony     Reply

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  • ahila 12/16/2019 3:44:00 PM

    why did he have to make the poem so short also it not a 10 out of 10 its kinda of boring Reply

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  • Michael Walker 11/6/2019 8:35:00 PM

    Reading the song makes you want to dance with a beautiful partner.
    Brilliant.     Reply

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  • Adeeb Alfateh 7/8/2019 12:43:00 AM

    great10+++++++++++++++++++++++/////// Reply

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  • Adeeb Alfateh 7/8/2019 12:43:00 AM

    Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove
    Dance me to the end of love
    Dance me to the end of love

    dance with me
    o beauty
    dance with me
    o beauty
    I'm not crazy
    I'm not crazy
    if you look deeply
    find beautiful sanity     Reply

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  • Castellenas John 3/18/2019 7:13:00 PM

    Leonard Cohen, the poet of song. Reply

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  • simie 3/8/2019 3:30:00 AM

    it is actually great........I cant wait to read it to my cousin Reply

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Dance Poems
  1. 1. Dance Me To The End Of Love
    Leonard Cohen
  2. 2. But In The Wine-Presses The Human Grapes..
    William Blake
  3. 3. The Baby's Dance
    Ann Taylor
  4. 4. Poets Dance
    Tonelius Oliver
  5. 5. Dance Figure
    Ezra Pound
  6. 6. The Dance
    William Carlos Williams
  7. 7. Saturday Night Dance
    Ernestine Northover
  8. 8. Milton: But In The Wine-Presses The Huma..
    William Blake
  9. 9. The Dance Of Death
    Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
  10. 10. Overture To A Dance Of Locomotives
    William Carlos Williams
  11. 11. The Potatoes' Dance
    Vachel Lindsay
  12. 12. Dance Unto The Light
    Katrina S. Lucas
  13. 13. Let's Dance
    Alison Cassidy
  14. 14. My Last Dance
    Julia Ward Howe
  15. 15. Reciprocal Invitation To The Dance
    Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
  16. 16. The Dawn Dance
    Clarence Michael James Stani ..
  17. 17. The Old Dance
    Tailor Bell
  18. 18. Basket Dance
    Amy Lowell
  19. 19. The Dance At The Phoenix
    Thomas Hardy
  20. 20. The Dance
    Friedrich Schiller
  21. 21. I Cannot Dance Upon My Toes
    Emily Dickinson
  22. 22. Dance-Hall Girls
    Robert William Service
  23. 23. '''' Will You Dance With Me Again?
    .Pd. is here
  24. 24. The Night Dance
    Thomas Moore
  25. 25. Dance
    Tatianna Rei Moonshadow
  26. 26. Teaching Dance
    Alison Cassidy
  27. 27. A Dance?
    john tiong chunghoo
  28. 28. Ill Dance
    Jordan Johnson
  29. 29. Dance 8 - Siva's Dynamic Dance Of Bliss
    Dr. Geeta Radhakrishna Menon
  30. 30. The Master Of The Dance
    Vachel Lindsay
  31. 31. Dance, My Little Puppets
    sandy nobody
  32. 32. (((Do You Wanna Dance?)))
    Theodora (Theo) Onken
  33. 33. Snow Dance
    Gary Bryson
  34. 34. Dance With Me
    Jackie Kirby
  35. 35. 0057 Strict Tempo - A Poem To Dance To
    Michael Shepherd
  36. 36. Dance Dance Dance
    Maria Luisa Taylor
  37. 37. Dance
    Faith Elizabeth Brigham
  38. 38. The Dance
    Henry Livingston Jr.
  39. 39. Dance, Dance Everywhere!
    Ramdas Bhandarkar
  40. 40. Life Is A Dance For You To Dance...
    Maria Luisa Taylor
  41. 41. Dance With Me
    Aidin Azarkerdar
  42. 42. Dance Quickly Now
    Ben Paynter
  43. 43. Love Dance
    Theodora (Theo) Onken
  44. 44. Dance, Dance
    Atara Gedalowitz
  45. 45. Cloud Gate - Dance Theatre Of Taiwan
    Alison Cassidy
  46. 46. I Dance..Without Music
    Raj Thampi
  47. 47. Music And Dance, And The Stuff In The Mi..
    DAVID GERARDINO
  48. 48. 'Ant'Enna Dance
    JoJo Bean
  49. 49. Dance, Dance
    Hasmukh Amathalal
  50. 50. Dance Of Romance
    Trade Martin

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Dance Poems

  1. The Baby's Dance

    Dance little baby, dance up high, Never mind baby, mother is by; Crow and caper, caper and crow, There little baby, there you go; Up to the ceiling, down to the ground, Backwards and forwards, round and round; Dance little baby, and mother shall sing, With the merry coral, ding, ding, ding.

  2. Dance Figure

    For the Marriage in Cana of Galilee Dark-eyed, O woman of my dreams, Ivory sandalled, There is none like thee among the dancers, None with swift feet. I have not found thee in the tents, In the broken darkness. I have not found thee at the well-head Among the women with pitchers. Thine arms are as a young sapling under the bark; Thy face as a river with lights. White as an almond are thy shoulders; As new almonds stripped from the husk. They guard thee not with eunuchs; Not with bars of copper. Gilt turquoise and silver are in the place of thy rest. A brown robe, with threads of gold woven in patterns, hast thou gathered about thee, O Nathat-Ikanaie, 'Tree-at-the-river'. As a rillet among the sedge are thy hands upon me; Thy fingers a frosted stream. Thy maidens are white like pebbles; Their music about thee! There is none like thee among the dancers; None with swift feet.

  3. But In The Wine-Presses The Human Grapes Sing Not Nor Dance

    But in the Wine-presses the human grapes sing not nor dance: They howl and writhe in shoals of torment, in fierce flames consuming, In chains of iron and in dungeons circled with ceaseless fires, In pits and dens and shades of death, in shapes of torment and woe: The plates and screws and racks and saws and cords and fires and cisterns The cruel joys of Luvah's Daughters, lacerating with knives And whips their victims, and the deadly sport of Luvah's Sons. They dance around the dying and they drink the howl and groan, They catch the shrieks in cups of gold, they hand them to one another: These are the sports of love, and these the sweet delights of amorous play, Tears of the grape, the death sweat of the cluster, the last sigh Of the mild youth who listens to the luring songs of Luvah.----

  4. Poets Dance

    Poets Dance in the heart of rhythms Discussion spoken in the pen Energy being tampered with in the music Limitations rarely occur in audio-silence Artist writes from the heart of rhythms The Poets are dancing Flaming hot ink drips from the pen The paper it's a sacrificial victim It just seems to lay still there's no escape when the Poets Dance Rhythmic heartbeats offset the confrontation of clumsy feet To tap dance on paper is a joy one must experience to fully appreciate It’s not for the faint-hearted