The title of Chris DC Ramos's newest piece, "Love Cycles: Dances of Intimate Affairs," pretty much says it all.
Day and night began to alternate, the moon started her monthly cycle, the seasons took up their round dance through the year, and thus time was created.
In the lunar cycle of dance music, where bass darkness waxes into 4/4 light and back again, we are now in a full-moon phase.
I loved the public wall crammed with interdictions — fifty or sixty plaques, forbidding people to sit, eat, cycle, smoke, dance, water-ski, or do pretty much anything else.
Nicholas Mosley's best-known novels are a group of five, known collectively as the "Catastrophe Practice," which, like Anthony Powell's cycle, "A Dance to the Music of Time," depicts a large cast of characters with intersecting lives.
Carefully situating his protagonist as both insider and outsider, Hollinghurst summons the ghosts of two earlier Nick-names: Nicholas Jenkins, who monitored the British ruling classes in Anthony Powell's cycle, "A Dance to The Music of Time," and Nick Carraway, infatuated with the wealth and glamour of his neighbor Jay Gatsby.
The aristocratic Anthony Powell, author of the novel cycle "A Dance to the Music of Time," and Henry Miller, whose "Tropic of Cancer" was considered obscene when first published in the 1930s, inhabit very different literary universes, but Orwell corresponded enthusiastically with both.
You can jump for a few minutes, ride an exercise cycle or dance to your favorite music.
