Dance, Fletcher Sibthorp
Dancing is a language,
Each piece a poem.
The stage is the page
Across which the ink that is our movement
flows and settles, settles and flows.
Our bodies are the pens,
And the music the hand that guides
Heartsongs and soulstories
To be unleashed.
I’m not fluent yet,
But I’m working on it.
Monica
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