The Poetic City: “A Suite for Miss Helen: First Dance 7/29/18”

 

The first time I asked Miss Helen to dance, I believed I was doing her a favor.  

 

She was dancing without a partner on the old green floor in the

corner of Economy Hall. 

 

I was intimidated.

 

I was afraid I had forgotten everything I learned in eighth grade 

about jitterbug and fox trot.

 

Then, she smiled at me and I couldn’t help myself. 

 

I didn’t expect much…  but, I had been taught to be a gentleman. 

 

So when she smiled, I nodded and stepped out onto the floor,