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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
...Wednesday 2nd October 2013 3:45 pm
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...
Sunday 6th November 2011 10:31 pm
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