Magic Will Happen
Magic Will Happen
When you let the women folk
gather. When you utter the lethal
words: no boys allowed.
There will be laughter
and whimsy, and body-talk
and art. Someone will get teary-eyed
Someone will be held dear.
Magic will happen. So, Pentheus,
you are right to spy.
The trick is to stay. Stay a maenad.
Stay around the camp fire.
Stay and dance.