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I’ve not been here.  I’ll nearly 2 days.  This really happened.  Enjoy, I hope.  And you be wellM


Dancing in a Fever Dream

Ill.  From inside a fever. Asleep.  I 
Began to dream
That I was teaching a ballet class
Wherein I began to demonstrate
The four movement sets for the arms.

And, a sudden moment of deja vu
From a previous dream that may have come
During hours earlier, at the start of the fever,
During which I became  frustrated,
Unable to recall the  second set of motions  and 
Had turned over to some dream-free sleep,
But in today’s dream in fever,  I
Moved, again leading the class, suddenly
Exhilarated as I , motioning arms, had
A physical memory return of the most eloquent
Of the four: the second port de bras motion set.
In the dream, I did it to be sure of the recollection.

I started through the four steps, done to 
A count of eight...so, rais both arms,
1...2 as around a hoop forward.  Then,
3. 4,  Raise right arm up in an open, arc forward,
  With the left arm arced down behind.  Then
 5 - 6.  Is a great sweep to make the pose as a
Complete opposite, left arced up front, right to rear.
7.  A breath lifting chest and arms so slinky a raise, elan!
8.  Arms lower  down to sides, by thighs.

It was this I was teaching in my fever dream, 
Counting as I modeled the motions, so happy
I’d remembered, but in the long sweep of the 6 to 7,
I felt rough jostling as my name was shouted.
I’d been teaching, too, outside the fever dream :
A sleeping reality as if awake, by motions and voice,
With swaying arms and called numbers.

“That was weird,” my husband announced.
“Just really weird,” he pronounced: a word unliked.
It was a funny thing to happen, I thought.
And I was happy to realize from decades ago,
From deep in my mind, I’d brought forth again 
The 2nd port de bras, with the confidence
Of teaching once again.   A joy to know so!
Not “weird.”  Maybe “strange.”  I laid smiling.

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(c) sally Young eslingerP
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