Dance When You’re Perfectly Free

Nothing re-inspires the soul quite like a poem… here’s a little end-of-year poetic inspiration to dance, dance, dance.

Illustrations by Liz Brent

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I AM REALLY JUST A TAMBOURINE

By Hafiz

Good

Poetry

Makes the universe admit a

Secret:

“I am

Really just a tambourine,

Grab hold,

Play me

Against your warm

Thigh.”

Translated by Daniel Ladinsky

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By Lucille Clifton

      my grandsons

      spinning in their joy

universe keep them turning     turning

black blurs against the window

of the world

for they are beautiful

and there is trouble coming

round and round and round

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DANCE IN YOUR BLOOD

By Rumi

Dance, when you’re broken open.

Dance, if you’ve torn the bandages off.

Dance in the middle of the fighting.

Dance in your blood.

Dance, when you’re perfectly free.

Translated by Coleman Barks

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