Bottom

She stands
Before the mirror
Her hair tied up as
She takes a standing
Bath with a cloth and a
Bowl of warm water by
The floor heater she
Keeps her front by
The heater her
Back to the
Room as I
Admire
Her
Grace
Of motion
As her bottom
Points one way
Then another
As though a
Metronome
Moved its
Base but
Upside
Down
Kept
Its
One leg
On the floor
In perfect rhythmic
Syncopation a
Symphony
For the
Eye.