Cadent Poems : Jan 7

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Cadencing – 2

The sinuous motion
Of my extremities
Move like engineered
Free-flowing feathered wings

With the second of four stanzas from this week’s poem, I continue my quest to translate English and French poems. But I must admit, as much as I want to focus on language, I can’t help but to be carried away with thoughts of dance.

Although I never reached the heights of professionalism, I enjoyed and greatly benefited from dance classes in my teens and into early adulthood. Attending daily classes starting with ballet every morning, instilled a sense of dedication to my body’s physical health and my need and desire for movement. Furthermore, had I not been immersed in dance, I don’t think I would have developed such a solid understanding of dedication and respect, not only for instructors, mentors, and fellow dancers, but for the organization and company I represented.

I could go on forever about my love for dance, but for now, I’ll get back to the task of the day and attempt to translate this English poem to French. Keep following these posts for the translation before the week is done!

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