I love dance.
Have you ever watched the ripples that happen in water?
Better than that
The way the waterfalls come down in torrents and you are transfixed?
Deeper than that
The feeling of your heart beating when you see that person who makes you glide like you’ve never walked on ground?
More poetic than that
Poetry in action, the synergistic rhythm your body makes, gravity pulling you to earth
Each muscle working in harmony
It’s a life force
The veins of music, music is the heart, dance carries it everywhere – your rhythmic ventricles
The flexibility of the ballet dancer
The throw of the swinger
Watch the lovers do the tango
The cha cha, the salsa, samba
Oh the hips! They move
The fluid movements of the body
The orgasmic effect on the spectator
I can’t do the galala
It eludes me
I’ve never quite adapted the way the legs are meant to take you backwards and propel you forward at the same time with your body
The Azonto gets me – the shoulder jerks are solid
Alanta, my body’s on fire – it burns Oh it burns
The bata dance can get no better
The Atilogu dancers are just local gymnasts
And gymnasts, how do they throw themselves that way
Go go! Cheerleaders say; well they sure go
The silence of the mime has one glued
Tap! Tap! Tap! Goes the feet of the tap dancers counting moves, steps
I remember doing the halem shake and the tail feather
Hip hop is rich
1 2 3 4 5
Stomp the yard!
Anger translated through crumping
Look at their faces, magnificent!
An expression without words