dance #325, steel drums
Tuesday November 10, 2009
Steel drums
9:30 a.m. A musician plays steel drums in the tunnel between trains in the Spadina subway station. The tunnel is almost empty. I smile as I walk past the drummer, and he smiles back. The long tunnel exerts a pull, accelerating my pace. I let my hand move into a dance. Fingers articulating curves following the rhythms and my own pacing. A fuller dance blooms in my imagination. People rushing past. I am wishing I were brave enough to just dance. The day was warmish, and a little grey. Alice cries insistently.