My Heroines Are Part Of Me And

I Studied The Way I Danced- To The Point Of Dropping.

Modern Dancers Give A Sinister Portent About Our Times.

There Is Something Fearfully Strengthening About Cutting Free Even If The Ties Bandage The Heart Itself.

To Make Up A Dance, I Still Need, As I Needed Then, A Pot Of Tea, Walking Space, Privacy And An Idea.

Then I Did The Simplest Thing In The World. I Leaned Down... And Kissed Him. And The World Cracked Open.