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holy rhythms
Lisa Panepinto


mesmerized with thousands 
of people in dark theater
my breath held 
in silence listening 
to nina simone sing
wild is the wind 
over surround sound
as golden solo dancer 
moved in graceful waves 
like branches in wind
 
a single deer in snow 
dancing fluidly towards cedar
wrapping himself in moss bark 
walking away transformed
like love itself
 
my teacher saying stand 
against attacks on children 
women black people the holy 
rhythms of our hands 
our songs our lips
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