[Draupadi, and the role of Krishna. Many of us know the myths of the moment of rescue that was not rescue.]

What did she feel when the universe spun around her?
Illusion and power
streaming like the sun from her limbs
and she — anxious, axis, totem,
holding up the world as it tottered
crazy with what could be.
What exactly did she feel at the center of the storm?
Was it calm inside her?
Did she know he would come
to keep her veils from him? For him?