To entertain means to be starkers and dance with veils, to exoticize war and tremble in a thousand rhythms. Bejeweled as a spy, nevertheless, don't know why. Eye of the day, and a dozen matchlocks had me inertly settle upon my knees, before bending at my waist to take one last look at the fiery heavens.
Thomas W. Case's Historical Figure Poetry Challenge, Mata Hari.