the click and clack of castanets

accompany the dancers’ steps

the music’s not quite music yet

the dancers never once misstep

the skirts that swirl and twirl and flare

around lithe bodies and legs bare

are coloured petals in the air

that flit and fly now here now there

the castanets that clack and click

match alien steps all smart and quick

the dancers’ backs all stiff and straight

belie their nature wild innate

 

© Cindy Lapeña, 2011

 

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