Adult Ballet
a childhood dream coming true in my 40s
The thrill
The sweat
The uphill journey
Frappé
Fondu
in relevé
till it burns ... flambé!
I can’t
I might
Why not?
What next?
A zillion things
to juggle
to fix
time for only one
then another
Everything else disappears
while we are all there
diving in our cosmic bodies
Breathe!
Belly button to spine!
Zip up!
A zillion miracles at once
in a wrist
in a toe
in a hip
Pirouette
or not
all is gain
As muscles make memories
electricity
traces paths
on our own shapes
and timing
Former strangers
become allies
of triumphs
a millisecond in the air
a stretch
even sore calves
There is no age
at the barre
only grit
en dehors
en dedans
Bloom
Bloom
Bloom
late is just a word
for Jean, a true accomplice (2019)



