Held Forever In Its Mind

The curtain becomes a beautiful ballerina dancing to the gramophone just out of reach of its lace fingertips the music drifting dazedly settling here & there the water in the water jug trembling at its touch a lost hair brush a long red hair imprisoned in it a solitary leaf entering now this charmed space takes a bow dances to Stravinsky a red & yellow Firebird realer than any imagination & tired now settling itself upon a pillow & the see-through nightdress falls asleep & dreams of being something other than itself as the music ebbs and it returns to being the leaf it was before the music enchanted it and it became the vision the mirror holds forever in its mind.