Poetry Porch: Poetry

 

Musical Interludes
by Joyce Wilson

(audio)

We seldom practiced instruments together,
and soon I had to concede that she knew
more than I about composers, titles,
and periods of work, and soon she had
to acknowledge that I would dare to stand
before an audience and sing, and miss
a note, and brush it off. Now we have so
much more to say that we cannot begin,
except for the brief interludes of pleasure
when I sing a familiar phrase to her,
and she says yes, that it is Elgarís march,
or no, of course, that it is Mendelssohn.


Copyright © 2009 by Joyce Wilson.