Swishing
Spinning
The dancers move effortlessly across the stage.
The music is jazz.
The colors are amazing.
The emotions are enthralling.
I'm sucked into the dancing
and the costumes
and the facial expressions of the characters.
One of my favorite books unfolds
Nick, Gatsby, Daisy, Tom, Jordan, Myrtle, George.
The plot of the book is a
background
but not a map
for their dances of
love
hatred
longing
lust.
I lean forward.
I know the ending, but when it comes, I'm aghast.
I'm riveted.
I'm breathless.
Color me an NGS.
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