RoseAnn V. Shawiak (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)
Watching youngsters interpreting rhythms in their own ways.
Seeing them moving and gyrating in directions an adult
could never attain in this life and area.
Jumping and leaping, slipping across the floor in motions
of unseen beats, stashed only in their young minds.
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