HomeBy Dady CheryA Poem by Dady Chery: The Dance

The dance

A bond.
A billion pieces whirl
in the boiling soup.
Lucky combinations collide,
with time.
A molecule.
Life stirs,
floats ever higher,
dances.

Gasp.
Oxygen is death,
breath,
a flower’s petals.
Limbs step onto land
to dance.

Darkness.
The lizard lords collapse.
Those left standing,
the newborns,
reach to the skies.
Lemurs watch
a congruence of the cranes
spiral joyfully overhead.

A chimpanzee.

Who will escape our cooling sun
so life may throw its wildest dance?

There is no secret.
No mystery.
Life strives to live.
The dance is all.

Source: Haiti Chery | Image story

Dady Chery is a journalist, playwright, essayist and poet, who writes in English, French and her native Creole. She is the Editor of Haiti Chery.

About Dady Chery

Dr. Dady Chery is a Haitian-born poet, playwright, journalist and scientist. She is the author of the book "We Have Dared to Be Free: Haiti's Struggle Against Occupation." Her broad interests encompass science, culture, and human rights. She writes extensively about Haiti and world issues such as climate change and social justice. Her many contributions to Haitian news include the first proposal that Haiti’s cholera had been imported by the UN, and the first story that described Haiti’s mineral wealth for a popular audience.


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