Sharon Chmielarz

JUGGLING

"The Juggler" by Marc Chagall

If I could really see, 
as sometimes I'm led to,

the man dancing down the street 
is really juggling 

his love affair
with the things of this world

encircling him.  In love, 
he has grown huge, heavy

wings for he must also be
part bird; how can you dance

without flying, without taking 
great leaps? All the while 

his love, dressed in a pretty, 
sky-blue gown with a long, lacy train, 

waits for him in the wings, 
her heart beating fast.

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