Random Saturday at Salsa
No more docs for half a year,
nor loves till who knows when.
But there’s always room to dance
through abyss’ gift of emptiness.
And if nothing else be creatable
ex nihilo, let there be swift joy
between last week of sorrow
and next week of sorrow.
Copyright © 2025 Joshua M. Hall. All rights reserved.
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New Year’s Day Salsa
a cozy dance studio’s
fogged up windows
dim to the world
a few misfit friends
well on their way
through the recurrence
eternal
quinquagenarian
Benz dealer
dances close to a
biochem candidate
half his age and I
cradle Megan’s
self-made oreo mint
birthday cake
while Julio straightens up
and Ivan stares
into the web spun
round the world
2:30am and no one
wants to break
the fog
Copyright © 2025 Joshua M. Hall. All rights reserved.
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Joshua M. Hall’s work has been nominated by the editors of Verdad literary journal for the 16th annual Best of the Net Anthology, and selected as a “Poet of the Week” by Poetry Super Highway. He has published 113 poems in literary journals, including North Dakota Quarterly, and Grub Street. With a PhD in Philosophy from Vanderbilt University, he has also published 81 peer-reviewed journal articles, five of which have recently been republished in Spanish translation, and coedited Philosophy Imprisoned: The Love of Wisdom in the Age of Mass Incarceration. Finally, he has thirty years’ experience in dance. For more on Joshua M. Hall see: https://ua-birmingham.academia.edu/JoshuaHall
He includes this quote for our reflection: “Bless the poets, the workers for justice, the dancers of ceremony, the singers of heartache, the visionaries, all makers and carriers of fresh meaning.” — Joy Harjo, U.S. Poet Laureate (Muscogee Nation)
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