Dovina25 Jul 2006

It would be nice to set a poem about dancing to music – something you could dance to. Hadn’t thought of that. The word “selfishness” may not be right; it’s a feeling of “everybody for themselves” that is so unlike my father’s attitude, and the thing I’ve come to miss. It’s so unlike dancing, where unless two people cooperate, you have chaos. I’ll search for a better word. Thanks for the ideas.