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{February 20, 2010}   Ice Dancing

Last night as I watched the compulsory Olympic ice dancing, I remembered writing a poem back in the 90s.  I dug it out and decided to put it on the blog today.

Staying up Late for Ice Dancing

The last-seen skaters

still in my head–

sweeping in circles

within the oval walls,

pairs of feet


stepping stepping

side to side;

I follow

as if I were a camera

faster faster

faces heavily

made up

tragic dramatic

close in, back away

costumes blend    flow,

arms, legs intertwine

stretching, bending

reaching, touching

dragging me

around around

lying flat straight

into a death spiral.

I drop softly


then still

to the ice,

a fallen leaf.

I sleep.

et cetera
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