(NB: one year ago today, I started this blog. It was meant to be a marketing blog. The poems decided otherwise. They had been content to be posted on Facebook when I started writing them again after a very, very, very long and self-imposed silence. But they wanted their own room. And this became their space. This is not how I intended to write today's poem. Not quite anyway. Life got in the way. So it is an approximation. I could tell a tale like Coleridge did to explain Xanadu, but I think he lied, and I am not to be trusted in matters of the muse.)
this song
does not know you
at least not
your name
so allow me to make
this introduction
if it seems
insecure
it is only because
it is nothing without you
it has no voice
of its own
i did not
intend it for you
it could be
for anyone
so share it
and you may find
the object
of its desire
someone willing
to claim it
and now
that this one is done
there will be
an intermission
a brief silence
before the next one
though it has
already begun
and i am writing
your name in it
now.
Not sure why but that feels very intimate although it implies access to all. Devillishly clever. How do we get you out from under your bushell??
ReplyDeleteBeautiful.
ReplyDeleteJust gorgeous... no words to describe how stunning it was. And how it seemed almost like a lament for unknown love.