Jean Toomer

(26 December 1894 – 30 March 1967 / Washington D.C.)

The Lost Dancer - Poem by Jean Toomer

Spatial depths of being survive
The birth to death recurrences
Of feet dancing on earth of sand;
Vibrations of the dance survive
The sand; the sand, elect, survives
The dancer. He can find no source
Of magic adequate to bind
The sand upon his feet, his feet
Upon his dance, his dance upon
The diamond body of his being.

Topic(s) of this poem: dance


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

Poem Edited: Thursday, December 25, 2014


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