There is so much poetry in dance, in the way bodies sidle up to one another and barely touch and then move away, only to come back around and move together suggestively, still holding back, still mostly eyes, still only hints at what could happen if both bodies fully engaged. There is love and loss … Continue reading Poetry in Music and Dance
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Thousand Hands Dance
Unbelievable precision. This is mesmerizing. We watched this on Thursday for Theater and Dance night.
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The Soundtrack of our Lives
This morning I woke up with a song in my head, and it's a good one. It's the one I blast in my car on the way to Poetry Slam. It's the one I sing along to and throw little girl-power dance parties to in the parking lot outside the pizza place where the … Continue reading The Soundtrack of our Lives
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“Mommy, Can I Dance in a Dumpster?”
This is not the scene from SYTYCD - it was just the best semi-related picture I could find!It has been a long week. One thing I love about when the days start getting shorter, and the kids aren't running around outside until almost nine o'clock at night, is that we can start doing Friday Night movie … Continue reading “Mommy, Can I Dance in a Dumpster?”
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One Reason I am a Poet
This morning as I listened to Flamenco Guitar music on my way to work, the thought exploded in my mind that the reason I am a poet is because I’m a scattered mess of an artist. I don’t think all poets are this way; I am not at all speaking for anyone else. All I’m … Continue reading One Reason I am a Poet
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The Beauty of Being Vulnerable
Today I am remembering dancers on "So You Think You Can Dance." Every time I watch a dancer perform, I'm blown away and usually moved to tears by the skill and the craft and the, I don't know how to say it, the transparency of the dancers. I have an art form. I put words … Continue reading The Beauty of Being Vulnerable
