SEVEN POEMS
Sep 01, 2021
2 minutes
DOROTHEA LASKY
The Ballet
The dancers
In a terribly bright
Light blue gauze
Retained the mystery
Skating on a lake
Blue and ice
An illusionary time
Where poetry feels inevitable
The terrific clown
Who lies inside
Every blue dress
Does he see me
Always a star
Always a root
Horrible auras
At the door
But no matter where we startIt all ends in an oceanHard andOn the approaching blue dawn
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