Sunday, July 23, 2006
No one writes reflectory prose as well as Nat does, and I hereby ask for her forgiveness for re-posting her neat little bloglet:
morning afters are always strange... in a wink, i see the bachata again, with a different feeling from the first time i ever saw it, in the jitters studio. its one dance that always leaves me thinking a bit, wondering. there is so much in a dance - lead and follow, space and intimacy, tension and release. i find dance very much a microcosm of relationships. it's really all in there, just set to music and translated into a poetry of movement.
Don't we all find it an absolute joy to plunge into these musings? :p
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Yesterday night's plans were diverted halfway, with Josee and Daphne successfully persuading me to dance, for the third time in as many days. It was a truly nice touch to have had as many as seven or eight bachatas, but when it did happen, where was Eve and SY to share the lovely music with? : (
morning afters are always strange... in a wink, i see the bachata again, with a different feeling from the first time i ever saw it, in the jitters studio. its one dance that always leaves me thinking a bit, wondering. there is so much in a dance - lead and follow, space and intimacy, tension and release. i find dance very much a microcosm of relationships. it's really all in there, just set to music and translated into a poetry of movement.
Don't we all find it an absolute joy to plunge into these musings? :p
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Yesterday night's plans were diverted halfway, with Josee and Daphne successfully persuading me to dance, for the third time in as many days. It was a truly nice touch to have had as many as seven or eight bachatas, but when it did happen, where was Eve and SY to share the lovely music with? : (
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