
Heart
Beats fast,
Room leans in,
Strangers drawn close
Words find breath—rising
Electric energy
Spark among unknown faces
Voice ricochets off the stillness
Line on line catching, lifting—release
Heart beats fast, room leans in, strangers drawn close

Afterword: This poem (a dectina refrain), is inspired by my first public reading outside my usual circle. It reflects the nervous anticipation and vulnerability of sharing deeply personal work with strangers. It was at the iconic Bowery Poetry Club (NYC) known for its vibrant and welcoming atmosphere. That night was no exception—there was an electric energy in the room as my voice found its place among an audience that leaned in and affirmed a moment of connection through words.
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In creative solidarity, Dee
How well
You’ve described the atmosphere my friend. 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼
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Hey Sadje 👋🏾 Thank you. I tried 😉😉
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You’re most welcome
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Thanks dear Eliza!!! Happy week ahead 💕🙏🏽💕
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