The woman with the flute
is barefoot. She is black
but her features are white
and the colors on her skirt
clash like a patchwork quilt.
She dances on grass.
The notes from her flute
must be the raindrops beyond
my kitchen. My teachers
said rain brings life,
but that is symbol talk,
for the rain drops outside
gather tangibly into grass
blades to soak my shoes,
and the flautist,
though she is flat
and bordered by
symbols of peace,
need represent no more
than the beauty of dance.
© 2017, poem and art, Phillip T. Stephens
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