Scattered Showers in a Clear Sky
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Here’s a poem by the American poet Theodore Roethke: The Dance I tried to fling my shadow at the moon, The while my blood leaped with a wordless song. Though dancing needs a master, I had none To teach my toes to listen to my tongue. But what I learned there, dancing all alone, WasContinue reading “Dancing All Alone”
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