For today’s prompt, write a dance poem. The poem can be about the process of dancing or just somehow incorporate or reference dancing in the poem. There are so many styles of dance out there and even more occasions for dancing: school dances, daddy-daughter dances, wedding dances, people who dance when they are happy, people who dance when they are sad, people who dance in large groups, and those who dance alone. And, of course, there are so who just won’t dance for anything.
Tango Teacher
He was short
muscular and old.
He was from Rome and spoke no English.
He used me to show
how, in tango, the woman
is always a bit off balance
his chest plate and mine
tilting each other towards
heart, heart
tilting towards
come questo
steadied, a bit,
in the firm, gentle embrace
I could feel, felt,
he is the only real man I ever met.
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