Tibbs20 Mar 2003

this would be my edit:

taller girl whirled her skirt
in segregated circles
drawing boundaries all around her with it,
while her hair lashed out in little black laraits
and, her long arms aloft,
that skirt floated up towards them,
wooshing out and drawing her space unusually wide,
as she was unusually tall
as if she could eclipse herself in it

one drum and one guitar
and then another
and under
her circling hair, her face comes,
cover comes under that silken black
and once more coming ?round
with her hair flying up
I saw furled brows and closed, black-lined eyes
and a mouth turned down in studied oblivion;
but another coming around
had an opened eye and red upturned lips
under the flying glimpse of hair,
so that I saw that she saw
that I saw her,

and then she whirled away
into the center
until I saw only the fringe of her hair
flying over the heads of all the others,
and my moment, crushed
under her stamping boots