Dance-poem

by Samuel De Lemos

There’s a unique dance one
has with new books.
It’s always the same
tentative.
you read a few pages
unsure.
Perhaps the story isn’t gripping.
I’ll give it a few more turns.
If the book is good
I dive in.
If not, I put it down
and move to the next—
Can I cut in?
and continue to dance.

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