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[classynightcandy]

INHIBITIONS OF MY SOUL...

Sometimes,I want to open my mouthAnd speak the thoughts in mindOpenly, Confidently Most times,I want to move my bodyTravel the inhibitions of my soulClustered in secretsAnd tumbling in freakinessBrazenly, Shamelessly At times,I want to danceTo music only my heart can confessProudly, LimitlesslyYet, The sticks in my bonesAre shrouded in fearOf the nightmares that awaitEven an inkling of…

[wickedzeevyln]

When Loving the Unfaithful

The trampled wet clay smudgingwhat used to be a street that ourfeet knows lay there waiting,under the heat of the sun,words dying in its throat,aching to utter words that serveas an anchor.Not mine though.You’ve been warned,I was born with spider eyes,omniscient, omnidirectionalwith arachnid appetite,with proclivity to indulge inwhatever is caught in my web.The steps I take tap danceto the rhythm…

[lyricsdb1]

Derniere Danse Lyrics

Derniere Danse Lyrics.Oh, my sweet suffering,Why should I keep doing it, you are doing it again,I’m just a being without importance. Derniere Danse Lyrics [Verse 1]Oh, my sweet sufferingWhy should I keep doing it, you are doing it againI’m just a being without importanceWithout him, I’m a bit crazyI wander alone in the subwayA last danceTo forget my huge sadnessI want to run away, to start…

[washwashgalaxy]

THE WRITER’S INK By Sharon E. Toner

My Poem of the Day : 15/9/23THE WRITER’S INKElegant wordsWhen spoken softly Become so eloquentMusic to the earsLike a sublime decadence Subtly they danceTo the sweetest tuneBack and forth they swayGently having their sayAll you have to doIs just listen or readAs they have their wayFor they will pull you inQuicker than you thinkTill you’re in their ebb and flowImmersed in the writer’s inkWords so…

[poetyca]

Silenzio e parole - Silence and words

🌸Silenzio e parole🌸Ed è silenziolo spazio aperto che tutto accoglienello splendoredi un semplice attimointinto di coloreCuore e parolein una danzaper manifestareogni emozionecon l’incantodi chi guarda oltre09.12.2022 Poetyca🌸🌿🌸#Poetycamente 🌸Silence and wordsAnd it’s silencethe open spacethat welcomes allin splendorof a simple momentdipped in colorHeart and wordsin a danceto manifestevery…

[aesthetic-writes]

Take Me Home

The playful dogs and doves,Rock and roll and feel aliveThe trees smile and danceTo the tune of the wind The moon and the starsSing the fragrance of the flowersThe land and the grasses,Feel the rains and fly high Take me home,To the land of my throneHome of gaints and lovely folksA home beautifully endowedTake me home, take me home,To the land I find my throne

[smeloncurls]

to love is to

to love is tolook up on a starry nightand hear nothingexcept a whisperof wind moving gracefullytowards usa strand of hair let’s goand flies around in front of your faceyou gently brush it awayand look backand i am not being dramatic buti think the strings on my heart snappedand played a blunt notei’m prepared to slow danceto the moon and back with youonly a handful of lightpushes it’s way through…

[the-wheelchair-critic]

Swan Lake

Written in the style of The Dance Current:

June 6-10 2018, Bluma Appel Theatre, Luminato Festival Toronto

Entering the theatre my eyes land on the woman on stage almost immediately. Looking past the near naked man squawking and chained to a cinder block, I am drawn instead to her, excitement coursing through me. It is rare to see wheelchair users on stage. Rarer still to see wheelchair users as part of a mainstream dance piece. I am momentarily thrilled that tonight I will be treated to seeing a fellow wheelchair dancer exhibit their craft.

Quickly, my excitement turns to dread. The woman sits in a hospital-type wheelchair, heavy and difficult to maneuver. There are no footrests, her legs hover awkwardly above the floor. The woman forgets and reminds herself of how her disabilities impact her perch in the chair, curling and uncurling her feet and hands in an unnatural way. Signs that using a chair is unnatural to her. Before the lights have even dimmed the performance has been tainted. My identity is not something that can be reduced to a prop. It is unacceptable that someone without a disability has been given permission to portray my experience on stage. I know in this moment, that before the end of the show the woman will stand from her chair and dance, seemingly justifying the use of an able-bodied woman cast in a disabled role once again.

Swan Lake/Loch na hEalais an Irish retelling of the story of Swan Lake. Placed into a contemporary Irish context, Jimmy O’Reilly (Alex Leonhartsberger) is reeling from his father’s death, and his mother Nancy’s (Elizabeth Cameron Dalman) need to move into accessible housing which will take away the only home he has ever known. His story is interconnected with the terror and tyranny of The Holy Man (Mikel Murfi) who in his role as priest commits sexual atrocities and banishes young women into life as speechless swans to avoid their ability to tell his secrets. Jimmy falls in love with The Holy Man’s victim Finola, and their irreversible march towards tragedy is cast.  

Within the arts world, the practice of hiring non-disabled actors, dancers, and performers to play a disabled role is known as cripping up. It is a practice that is as problematic as it is insidious. The writer and director create a character who is disabled, from their limited understanding of disability. Then, when time comes to cast this character, disability is recognized as an inconvenience to the story they want to tell, or to their production process. Several of the ideas that influence their understanding of a disabled character permeate their ideas of the disabled actors who might portray those roles on stage. There is no space to imagine a wheelchair user who might be able to stand for short periods of time, or dance independently of their chair.

Cripping up is particularly problematic as non-disabled people have been socialized to understand disability as tragedy, and something that is to be pitied. This is evident in the role of Nancy. She is a pitiable character. Gnarled and twisted. Moved about the stage by either her own inefficient and awkward push, or by attendants who magically appear and move her around the set like an object. She is cast as helpless against her own growing medical needs, and her inability to provide for her adult son. She is further cast as victim of the Holy Man, who sexually assaults her during a party.

I hold this perception and conceptualization of Nancy against my own understanding of my wheelchair using disabled body. Rather than feeling disempowered by my disabilities, I find using my wheelchair thrilling and empowering. I do not spend my days mourning when I was able to traverse the world on two legs, but rather rejoice in how much more reliable and active in my world I can be. The only regret I feel is that I was not empowered to use my wheelchair years ago. Seeing characters like Nancy whose disability exists to provoke pity provides no service or justice to disabled people, and creates further distance between public perception of disability and our realities. It is clear we have more work to do to ensure that disabled characters of the future are better written.

The disconnect from reality is emphasized in Nancy’s repeated movement from her wheelchair on stage. In a 75-minute production, a severely disabled woman gets out of her wheelchair no less than four times. While the most vulgar of these instances is the finale dance scene, the one that strikes me the most is the birthday party scene. Nancy leaves her wheelchair, laboring furiously with a cane to carry a birthday cake full of candles to the center stage. This is outright dangerous, and there is no call for it. Disabled people have adopted many strategies to carry objects while in their wheelchairs, however, most occupational therapists agree that carrying objects that are on fire is a poor decision, particularly when you are using your least supportive mobility aid and have a substantial fall risk. Given the attendants who constantly surround her, there is no reason why they could not, under her direction, carry the cake for her.

Finally, the finale adds insult to what has been a trying disability story: The wheelchair user dances joyfully on stage, underneath a cascade of goose down, free of the bonds of her wheelchair. Once again, the only acceptable plot line for a disabled dancer is that our only dream is to be free from mobility devices, the only way in which we can have value is to shed them. I wonder for the umpteenth time why a wheelchair dancer was not hired to play the role, and recall the many dancers who would have been exceptional casting choices. This is the final blow to what has been a horrific exploration of a disability story. The disabled community deserves stories that represent our realities and our experiences, where we are whole characters, told from our perspectives, and portrayed by us. Anything else is insulting.

[sakuramaito]

Performing Soran Bushi (ソーラン節) at the JCCC’s 2017 Spring Festival.

(Photo by Canada East DD2)

[breakinconvention]

IT'S OFFICIAL: @breakinconvention Toronto at @harbourfrontcentre June 23 - 25 2017 Breakin' Convention is the world's biggest festival of hip hop dance theatre showcasing the very best from around the world and around the corner. Curated and hosted by UK hip hop pioneer @JonziD, this is an awe inspiring weekend of exceptional performances from world champion b-boy and b-girl crews to cutting edge street dance companies - live on stage. There will be eight Canadian acts (to be announced) performing alongside the international acts listed below. Spilling off stage and taking over the whole building, dance workshops, graffiti, DJs, and freestyle sessions make Breakin' Convention an unforgettable experience for all the family. Also, don't miss the Breakin' Convention Park Jam, a free funk-filled, open-air dance, music and art extravaganza suitable for the whole family on June 25! International acts: @birdgangdance (UK) #sowetoskeletonmovers (South Africa) and Just Dance (Korea) #DanceTO #hiphop #hiphoptheatre #bboy #bgirl #dance #theatre #theater #breakdance #streetdance #breakdancing #streetdancing #choreography #parkjam #realhiphop (at Harbourfront Centre)

[brainwavefusion]

When you in your zone nothing else matters. #dance #music #danceto thebeat #bwfmedia #brainwavefusion #pressplay #hiphopnews #kodakblack #Nigeria https://www.instagram.com/p/BqbJZaxF3Wy/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=18hcfzhf7aafv

[justintheeventplanner-blog]

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Today was unreal Redemption Day as Queen @jennalee_d brought back The Beastie Boys to her Absolute Beginner Hiphop Class tonight at @citydancecorps with her #humpdaydancesquad as the Wednesday Veterans showed the rookies how much fun you can have in her class! Mad love to the #frontline #dancefamily @franklovinglife @hayleydogleash @panjied @alliyb @justintheeventplanner @strawberryfish.k and our Dance Captain @muddimanl! @bethkeys look how your husband crushed it today in your absence. Mad love to Teah for her forst dance class! And we just elevated our dance game as we can see everyone now with some love from my new friends at @goatcase! We love it so much! ❤❤❤❤ (@tinanico we don't need gopros anymore!) #dance #dancers #danceto #dancing #dancelife #liveforwednesdays #wednesdayswithmamaj #frontrowrepresent #frontandcenter #fullout #fullass #rightside #strongside #dancemorelivemore #cdctribe (at City Dance Corps)

[washwashgalaxy]

WORK OF ART By Folorunsho John Ayomide.

WORK OF ARTNear the rainbow where thought paints out many colors,Poetry slip out music in sound.Art steadies the heart, with the Excited voices echoing in music.Music is poetry,Poetry is music.Poetry race among the genres,But,music enacted poetry.The birds chirps and danceTo the jiggles and praise of poetry.Poets worship poetrywith their prominent Prosperous pen.In this forest of art;Lies speaks…

[davidwong888]

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[oiroegbu]

Rainmaker's Poem

Rainmaker’s Poem

When the green neighbourhood dance to the call of the wild oneDark are the skies; darker even are the clouds that stalk the rainThe wind came swift and slow; rushing at times as petals of flowers danceTo the music of the coming rain; to lullabies that made heads bounceAnd to the Forest people, to the clans that inhabit the wooded landsA rainmaker was awake, perhaps trying his skills or yet just…

[the-dewdrop-read-deep]

John O'Donohue - Beannacht / Blessing

This beautiful poem by John O'Donohue, whose title means 'Goodbye', is addressed as a blessing for his mother, Josie.

“On the day whenthe weight deadenson your shouldersand you stumble,may the clay danceto balance you.”– John O’DonohueTweet This beautiful poem by Irish poet and philosopher John O’Donohue is addressed as a blessing for his mother, Josie, and is one of many prayers and blessings written over the course of his life. Beannacht means goodbye in Irish and there is something so tender in the tone of…