[In the Empire of Light]
In the Empire of Light
the water's completely dryfloating on a surface of itself
around islands pointed south-southwest
The wind fills it then
with more of itself
according to the rules
which cause parallel lines
to vibrate and cross
less and less
among the hanging baskets from a rain forest
among the visiting statesmen
from a rain forest
Here the dancer stops
to regain her balance
and reelaborate the distance
from the feet to the head
The risk is a part of the rhythm
She steps out of
and into balance
with those who are left
Chalk-marks show them where to stand
(1998)
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