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I USED TO DANCE

photo credit: Bill Cottman 

I USED TO DANCE

I knew

I’d better learn to dance

I never knew how much was required

Or how long the music would last

I didn’t know how to catch

A segue before being trapped

On a dance floor or

Lost in drumbeats and bass lines

I used to dance… or

There was a dance

I used to do

There was a time

I used to dance the electric slide

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Autumn Dance

 





When J. Otis Powell! and Autumn Compton began their collaborative pieces, I was mildly unconvinced. Were Autumn’s shimmies something for a spoken word show? J. Otis’s playful accompanying piece, about the dance of autumn/Autumn was my assurance that once again, there were different ways for spoken word to be collaborative and playful, and then Autumn followed with her ow...

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