Dancer

by Susan Abraham

She swung around the room in a
spectacular fashion,
in what one might perceive to be a state of
metaphysical vibrations.
And soon there was a melting away of
pent-up tension,
as she eagerly trounced up a
pulsating gyration.
No doubt, a Bedouin honoured
celebration...
and herself the nemisis, inherent of its
solitary tradition.


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