Dancing Lessons
McClusky relished her dance lessons.
Her instructor was a lively Russian woman named Bunina
Whose demonstrations included furious twirls and leaps.
The dance studio was downtown on the top floor of the Arcade Building
Where the late afternoon light
Plunged through the high windows to fill the room.
But
Being on the top floor
The dance studio required a long dark climb up the arcade stairs
A climb that made McClusky sigh despite her anticipation.
One afternoon Bunina announced -
“Today we will dance with Fred,” and laughing
Led the dancers out of the bright studio to the top of the shadowy stairway.
“Stairs?” McClusky dismayed, “What if we fall down?”
“Liebchen,” Bunina smiled, “You will fall
But not down.
First you'll grab for the bannister
Then your heel will catch you
You will find your balance, then
Edges, space, the stairs themselves will dance with you,
You and the stairs
Dancing partners.
After you've learned what the stairs have to teach you
I'll let you dance with the broom.”
McClester
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