Instrument
As she finished her free skate on the St. Paul ice, Polina Edmunds probably felt so close to what she sought that she could hardly help but have it. Her short program two days before had been superb. Others had faltered, but she had not. The only wonder was that her lead wasn’t even greater. Now she’d skated her much maligned long program with passion and commitment and won the highest score of her career. She was so close, indeed.
Had she but known it, however, the U. S. Ladies Figure Skating Championship had already slipped out of her reach. Gracie Gold would skate last with a marvelous performance many had been waiting for all season. The gold medal would be hers. Days later, Polina would drop out of the Four Continents competition she’d won the year before. The boots she’d been forced to wear at the nationals were worn out and her new boots could not be broken in soon enough. Then she suffered a bone bruise to her right foot. The world championships also fell by the wayside and then every competition after that in turn, as the injury persisted. Even the 2017 U.S. Figure Skating Championships fell away.
It was not as though her life had ended, though. Figure skating had always been a part of it but not life itself. She began college that fall, joined a sorority, participated in charitable events, and choreographed a pageant for her figure skating club. She continued to blossom into her young womanhood, the slender young girl becoming tall and lissome, with a grace as right for a raked stage as the ice.
Even the break from figure skating would only prove to be an interim. In March, she began skating again and will be performing at the Glacier Falls Summer Figure Skating Classic later this month. In November, she will be representing the United States in the ISU Grand Prix Internationaux de France.
Returning to competition after such a layoff will be challenge, especially since she had never been away from the ice so long. Even so, it has been reported that her skating skills returned quickly. An excellent instrument, it seems, needs only to be played to be brought back into tune.
What sort of an instrument has hers become these past years?
What she brings to her skating, of course, is a special talent for the dance. Her beautifully extended lines and fluid port de bras have made her one of the most supple and beautiful skaters of her generation, while her petite allegro has been used to touching effect almost from her first appearances on the ice,.
She does not merely skate to the music but becomes the music. Light as thistledown, nuanced and graceful, there is a lyricism to her skating removed from that of other skaters. Even as light and sound are but variations of each other, so are line and movement the equivalent of the music. One could merely watch her, the sound turned down, and there would still be a kind of music.
There are some great dancers who dance as if they are hardly aware they are dancing—they throw themselves to the winds. In figure skating, one might think of Janet Lynn. There are other great dancers—acute, aware, and even wary—who dance out with a special consciousness. Margot Fonteyn was of the latter category, with Peggy Fleming her counterpart on ice.
Polina is an original who seems to give expression to both aspects. She could be a Fonteyn abandoning herself in a dance which glorifies all that she loves. What is it, then, that this young figure skater loves? From her breakthrough free skate to the music of Grieg, which touched many hearts, to the Palladio and Time to Say Goodbye programs that will finally be performed this season, all of her skating conveys a love for the beautiful and romantic but also something else, just now coming into being.
Isadora Duncan was asked about the qualities she was trying to express through the dance. Did she want the audience to feel a freedom from restraint? Did she want them to sense the forces of nature, to feel the wind or the movement of the sea? She replied,
The wind? I am the wind, the sea and the moon. Tears, pain, love, bird flights? I am all of them. I dance what I am. Sin, prayer, flight, the light that never was on land or sea? I dance what I am.
Perhaps it will be the same for this young figure skater, who is so sensitive to beauty and love and to those other things which are a part of a life which finds its source elsewhere. She will skate what she is and, in this way, reveal an ethereal realm only a deepening heart might understand.
The angels will know the music she plays for their own.