Zara
She remembers all the steps
taken by her daughter’s
unbound quick feet:
dancing on the stones
of the yard among yellow
butterflies and white breasted sparrows.
For a Daughter Who Leaves, by Janice Mirikitani
Zara dances above the stones, her feet hovering precisely two and a quarter inches off the ground. The white breasted sparrows take her as one of their own; the yellow butterflies covet her pink dress. Zara dances as sweet and sharp as tangerines, she dances the tulips out of their buds, she dances and the rain comes—but the rain is so distracted by the beauty of her unbound quick feet that it forgets to fall. Zara dances a mazurka, a valeta, a mambo, a Highland flamenco bop with adventures in a jitterbugging minuet. Zara dances the Zara and her quick feet never touch the butterfly-breasted stones.
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