Dance Me Around

As a woman, traditionally it is my role in partner dancing to follow my dance partner. Let me tell you that this has not always been easy for me, and still isn’t. it took me years of daddy-daughter dances to let go of the rhythm I heard – let’s call it my rhythm – and follow my dad’s.

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The Dancer on the Garbage Truck

He lightly leaped from the old garbage truck
Waved back at me, and sprinted to the bin
He Fred Astaired it as a pas de deux
And lifted it up with panther-like grace…

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