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The Dancer

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It wasn’t to shake her body that she danced
nor to make eyes either, but to spell
in one motion cat, dog, pig and waterfall;
by a flip of the hip or wrist or twist
of the torso: goat, lamb, wind and lover.
She rolled upon the floor and bit her nails,
leaped up and grabbed the air; swung her head
low between her knees and walked that way,
her arms dropping between her outstretched legs:



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