Earth’s mass is 6.580 sextillion tons
and we cling to it like lint, endlessly
revolving. But some, they pull away,
unravel for an instant from this
spinning orb and lift with muscled
feet and thickened toes, defying mass.
Mikhail rises for us, slides, sweeps,
soars, knobby toes extended en plein air.
Arched feet settle in fifth position.
Plié, Relevé, again