we make a rickety circle
and the beat takes us all,
bend forward, clap our
hands, sway this way, that,
a bow of arms,
twirl of legs, form
wings, furl, unfurl,
the body confined
in a twist of finality,
the world on a
swirl-round axis
and we curl to
where the planet
began its primal
dance, of scent,
step, musk, air...
The garba is a traditional Indian folk dance festival that celebrates nine forms of Goddess Durga. For nine evenings, especially in North-West India, people dance from evening to dawn to traditional music.