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Friday, June 08, 2007

Poem: A Flutter

A Flutter (Praise Dance)
by Alicia Benjamin

First, a flutter.
Then I felt her shake and roll.

She shimmied--
vibrated her house,
my womb,
better than Billie Holiday’s vibrato.

She quivered and wiggled like she was at her first
camp meeting--
like she already knew how to praise and shout
with her Indian red,
flickering body.

GiGi was a dancer in my dreams
before she was born.


Anne said...

Oh, how beautiful and precious. Thank you, that brought back good memories.

Alicia Benjamin said...

I'm glad it brought back good memories for you. It helped me to read again. It's a hopeful and joyous moment from the past.

Duane Francis said...

I know a great piece of poetry when I read it. Great stuff. I have put a link to your site from mine cuz I think you just became one of my favorite bloggers. Keep on Keeping on!

Alicia Benjamin said...

Thanks so much for the compliment man. I really appreciate it. I will definitely keep on doin' what I do. You do the same.