Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Flash Mob

...then you know
what's really
there,
holding your place
while
you struggle to
do, to make, to find,
to catch the train
and then,
snap—
forget explaining.
It's Festival Time,
the all-together,
the deep dance
with everyone,
with the animals,
with the wild cosmos.

Thank you, dancers
thank you, players
thank you, thank you.

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