The poem 2/17/07 10:41 pm-
…the dance in me... (first draft)
went to african dance today..
first time goin’ to formal class since
the last time i went to formal class.
and that’s been
boooy, lemme tell u..
whatever grace&ease at movement
i THOUGHT i owned
surely needed reexamining
once them drums gave
it was one complete hour of
my long form
into ancestral expressions
then someone pulled a trigger
and we were OFF!!!
i didn't keep up.. i just KEPT.
kept moving.. kept breathing.. kept dancing.
dancing wrong. wrong foot. wrong turn. wrong kick. wrong clap!
of mess in the middle...
the panache of graceful struggle.
i had the time of my life.......
and the resolve to carry on.
so me thinks
we shall keep going
‘til i ain't got
no mo' dance