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Week of Poems: Dance Party

The dance is a poem of which each movement is a word. (Mata Hari)

Almost nobody dances sober, unless they happen to be insane. (H.P. Lovecraft)

OK, so we all look a bit silly in these relatively poorly-lit videos, but we had a great time — dancing to the likes of Of Montreal and LCD Soundsystem and Stars and Zero 7. I am exhausted — combine an hour of dancing with radiator heat and you get a fair amount of, uh, perspiration… so, then, my fair readers, with that I will warn you: this is only the second time ever in life that I have danced sober. Namaste (and, as always, ignore my apartment’s charming clutter).







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