After reading it, I had the sneaking suspicion that it was rooted in a history, so I Googled the title and lo, and behold, The Little Georgia Magnet (aka, Annie Abbott) was a real person!
She was, just as the poem describes, a performer who mystified those who could not lift her. What a fun topic to write a poem about.
Favorite line: "Maybe the soul / runs a quiet current like that, and when the body / gives way, I guess, it takes the secret exit"
