I wait, in the wings.
Silence.
The music begins.
I take a breath.
Hold my arms up.
And dance.
And dance.
Silence.
I hold my pose.
Quivering.
The audience claps.
In the wings.
Silence.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'The audience claps'...is it a dream this character's having?