For the Days I Forget

There are days when I look back and wonder what I might have been.I danced with gifted artists. I studied with people who went on to become famous.And some were already world renown. Sometimes a small voice whispers: What if I pushed harder. What if I wanted more fame. What if I had chosen aContinue reading “For the Days I Forget”

Eartha Kitt and Me

I came Jordon Down Gym in South Central, L.A.every Saturdy morning to be with Eartha KittShe was small just like meShe had high cheekbones just like me.The power in her voiceThe fire in her eyesHer laugh soared over six conga playersand filled the whole gym.I wanna be just like you, Miss Kitt.Oh, Jean it’s you,Continue reading “Eartha Kitt and Me”

George Saunders~on how to live an unregretting life…

Don’t be afraid to be confused. Try to remain permanently confused. Anything is possible.George Saunders I read this today and it seems George and I share the same sentiments. Here are excerpts from a tanka poem I wrote ten years ago. I feel the same way today. Thanks George.insecuritiesalways keep me youngmy mindis always changingindecisionContinue reading “George Saunders~on how to live an unregretting life…”

Moroccan Taqsim …..

Moroccan Taqsim 4 years oldFirebird by StravinskyMy favorite song to dancebig sounds for little feetMom makes me a ballet costume I love dancing aloneimprov to music — my wayI love dancing With a partner who gentlyGuides me to heaven Belly dancingIn Moroccan nightclubsI’m over 55Afraid to tell the truth about my age Beaded costumesSilk, veil,Continue reading “Moroccan Taqsim …..”