by Deborah Bacharach

So a man comes back to life?  
What does that mean against stars in the sky? But oh, 
the sparse strips of cloth laid aside, 
heavy with the weight of miracle. The ballerina 
began to dance, one foot balanced 
so delicately on Eine kleine 
Nachtmusik. Bittersweet that
cup and saucer trick we watched.

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September 25th, 2019

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