Acrobatic

Marilyn Buck

                    [This poem is read by Fanny HoweMP3 of this poem]

an acrobat
I slice through the sky
somersault
swing toward hands
they slip
disappear
free
i fall
no net
i fall

          caught
by lime-scented dirt
bones quake
sigh — articulate
rebound
piano wires
sing with my weight

a moon jumper
I rise
through sorrow’s fog
a lightning bug

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