Zywa The silent steps

After jumping I learn
between tears and laughter
with steady partners
the silent steps

Sometimes I cry for later
always about bygone days
and their repetition
as if they have to be redone

Dancing I also think
about the pleasant things
that are not possible and
that I am released from

although I miss them
which I reconcile when I rest –
through an old crack
fantasy sneaks in

and there is what was

Poem 3225
Amsterdam, 2020-10-31

Collection: Untwisted 
Keyword: Memory: 
Dedicated to: Maria Godschalk 
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