DANCING

I CANNOT DANCE UPON MY TOES

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

– Emily Dickinson