by Graeme Roberts
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Rated "G" by the Author.
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The physical and mental are either at odds or in harmony when dancing.
To dance you need to feel
With your centre and
Listen with your feet,
Follow your balance towards gravity
Then lean against the beat,
Rising, rippling, reaching for the trebles,
Also pulling in the big, deep ones
Before laying them rhythmically
To the front and sides
Then stepping tip-toed in between them
Smearing and flinging
In a flurry of fingers
All around and specifically
When the music tells you to.
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|Reviewed by Gene Williamson
|Now I know why I'm a lousy dancer. My feet are deaf. Nevertheless, I like your poem, Graeme. Thanks. Some day when you have nothing better to do, check out my Dance Royale. Gene.|