5. From The Book Of David: dancer

I have ruled

for forty years,

seven in hebron

thirty-three in Jerusalem

 

I have lain under the stars

and dreamed of foreign women.

I have dreamed my legs around them,

dancing.

 

some nights,

holding them in the dream,

I would feel us

swallowed by the sky.

 

lately I have begun to bed

with virgins,

their round breasts warm

to an old man.

 

I hold my seed

still plentiful as stars.

it is not my time.

 

somewhere something is choosing.

I can feel it dancing in me,

something to do with

virgins and with stars.

 

I am grown old and full of days.

my thighs are trembling.

what will the world remember,

what matters to time,

I wonder,

the dancer or the dance?

–Lucille Clifton

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