MY WIFE JOAN: A poem by William Ewart

My freshman year at Princeton during orientation week, 

        Saw her on the clay tennis courts behind the dorms playing

        With family. The sun hit her blonde hair looking like platinum.

        Something hit me in a glow of style and grace. Beauty in white.

       Hard to explain then, not now. One heart string snapped, motion.

        Next time two years later at Triangle Dance party doing the Charleston

        With a long-legged dance cast member of “Too Hot for Toddy” A hit.

        Lester Lanin’s  New York society band playing a Rag Time beat as

        Her partner kicked  legs in rhythm. She matched his moves only higher,

        With a smile as wide as a Harvest Moon clearing the floor. Watching

        Another string snapped. A striking flash.

        Flash forward 70 years later and the smile melts my heart. All strings zinging.

An eternal dance.

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