Okay, I suppose I'm here to become a fanatic of this poem, too.
First off, I want to applaud you for excellent imagery - and I thought 'the call' was stunning. The images in this poem absolutely blew me away. An especial favorite would have to be "her memories of thwarted desire/turning into a sensuous diversion", because that gives the dancer's movement meaning, and turns her into a very powerful metaphor that resonates throughout the piece. I won't say for sure what the poem is about, but it feels like a very infinite loneliness to me, searching for something more than an earthly existence, yet longing to return to the earth. Your images slowly build on each other, forming a world that houses this character, this dancer, and this loneliness and regret and longing as well, and it's all wrapped up quite nicely in the last two lines with that blunt statement.
I especially love the rhythm that you have going in the lines without having a truly set meter, because it feels like there's sense to it, and it's not just words thrown together willy-nilly. Each line, again, flows into the next as if they were always meant to be together and you just put them in place, which of course is never true when it comes to a great poem like this. It floors me, what you come up with, and I honestly, again, have no true critique. It's been an honor.
Points: 50
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