The First Time ©Dawn Minott

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

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