Gertrude's Song

for Remi Graves 

 

I

 

step through the stave 

straight black lines 

will become soft 

like cobwebs, like spider webs 

and stick 

 

in your hair, to your face 

but you will swipe them away. 

 

what lives on the other side 

of this notated fear and joy 

 

are two sides of the same mirror – 

which are you looking into 

 

on the rim of snare 

in the shine of cymbal?

 

II

 

love is not unlike music 

 

a crotchet will chip at your walls 

a semibreve will loosen your shadows 

a breve will teach breath 

              will teach breath 

 

both ask of you, surrender 

to the unknown selves within, waiting


Unpublished poem, © Toni Stuart 2017, used by permission of the author.

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