This is She

POSTED IN contemporary poetry January 18, 2015

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This is She

This is she, watching
Her portrait as she used to be,
In the moment between
Her gaze and the mirror

This is she, knowing
Me across that distant night,
Upon those paths of light
That traverse she and I

This is she, Magda
Mastered fingers spinning spheres,
sending harmonies to ears
Inside, beneath these stones

This is she, list’ning
To silent phonemes brimming sounds
Of loves and mysteries found
Between these hearts of ours

This is she, fash’ning,
With tempo, style and tone,
Matter, meaning in the tome
A life is in its living

This is she, lena,
In the garden that we share
Our words ballet ‘pon the air,
And tests of time endure

Happy Birthday, Magdalena

Garnet Robbie Shaw