Angela and I
would dance
in the living room,
on a sidewalk,
at the beach
I had four decades
to memorize her dancing,
how it stirred the air
That last time,
her flowered dress,
legs at rest
in the wheelchair,
I sway her arms
high and wide
her eyes,
like pools of rain
in moonlight.
Now, wherever I am,
and a soulful beat
takes hold,
I dance,
She’d want me
to let sorrow go.
by Jennifer L. Abod was retrieved from One Art Poetry at this link on November 16, 2025.
Invitation: “Now, wherever I am…”
Jennifer L. Abod is an American feminist filmmaker, radio broadcaster, poet, and scholar (Ph.D. in Intercultural Media Education and Women’s Studies) whose work spans documentary film, poetry, and feminist activism.
More writing by Jennifer Abod may be found at this link
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