As a student of the library sciences I often debate critical thinking and the legitimacy of source materials in regards to scholarship. I would like to thank Stella Grey for pointing out that the portrayal of Serena Wilson in the title Shall We Dance? was not a very accurate representation of a dancer who remained vibrant and vital until her unexpected departure from this world. Stella was kind enough to forward me the following images of “The Dancer” at 72 so that I might present a better view of a woman who had a powerful influence on the belly dance of New York City and beyond. I would also like to thank photographer Sal Romano for allowing me to publish these images.
I Am a Woman
By Serena Wilson
I am a woman, wrapped in chiffon and jewels,
Thin silks and girdle of gold.
I stretch my arms…
The embrace encompasses a universe.
I can control a quiver in my hips,
Tell a thousand stories with my eyes,
Skip with child-like glee,
The smile of experience on my lips.
Glide in innocence, endure with age.
Spin like a dervish; undulate in sensuality…
Excite, promise, create, change, tease, mock,
Unveil my passion.
Untiringly seduce the world as I move my body,
For I am a woman…
I am the dancer.