at sunset in Lincoln Park
falling light
a scarlet diminuendo
sings to shadowed towers
and somewhere someone
dances in a measureless light
sitting or standing still
someone dances in light
and in this final bar of light
singing to night
I dance to the music
I taught myself
I dance to the
music of light
to the rising and the dying light
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