For Ona Tzar, wherever you are

Tarssa Yazdani
January 20, 2007
iranian.com

Even now when inexplicably

I think of you, something blooms

Like a time-lapse reel of a lush

Unfurling flower

And I awake in a city garden of eyes

Suspended in the faith of lucky moments

.

My memory is freckled with the dust

Of missing children

And I know the odds of lost to found

But I’ll scan a random street

Downtown despite myself

For a little girl I’m nearly sure

I wouldn’t recognize now

.

Ona Tzar, I don’t think of you often

But when I do, I wonder where you are

Out among the rangy hipsters

With your books and pearls

I’ll look for you when a word

I’ve heard in passing

Rhymes with your name

And something unexpected blooms again

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