THE DANCER, v 1 & 2

THE DANCER

On the bare wood floor

of the demolished building

in the center of town,

she lifted both arms skyward with hands,

fragile birds, the pulse of her wrist,

on either side, she kept a slow rhythm

to the open air as she turned,

in a lengthy rhythm towards the street,

where an invisible audience

began to hear the music as she danced.

As if each note took on shape and coloration,

there was a sculptural effect to her movements.

The invisible audience in the street

slowly became visible as she danced,

bathed in the soft purplish tones of Aflat.

6/21/1983

added 9/2016

another version

The dancer sits with her legs splayed
on the wooden dance floor.
She bends down head to knee
and back to sitting position
with arms outstretched,
surveying herself in the mirror,
only to see her reflection
slide off the wall.

9/1/1983