The Dancer
By: Kidist Asrat
With gliding entrance, and touch of doubt,
The dancer makes her entrance.
As supple as a a feline, ready for attack
She lunges into lively conveyance.
Hers is the stage, an empty stage,
Earthly, and void of enchantment.
A magical message she has to disclose,
And does so with fiery entreatment.
One perceives a sudden change of mood,
And the stage has lost its drear.
Her audience now she tries to lure
As her final act draws near.
Winner of Poetry Prize
Dover College
England
1978
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Posted By: Kidist P. Asrat
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