Emily Dickinson

I Cannot Dance Upon My Toes

poem 326

I cannot dance upon my Toes No Man instructed me But oftentimes, among my mind, A Glee possesseth me, That had I Ballet knowledge Would put itself abroad In Pirouette to blanch a Troupe Or lay a Prima, mad, And though I had no Gown of Gauze No Ringlet, to my Hair, Nor hopped to Audiences like Birds, One Claw upon the Air, Nor tossed my shape in Eider Balls, Nor rolled on wheels of snow Till I was out of sight, in sound, The House encore me so Nor any know I know the Art I mention easy Here Nor any Placard boast me It’s full as Opera

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