Feelfind, piano
keyed on
to two-handed
note sanded
tide-borne tiding
pluralities;
musitch
tone stitched
grinfixed
on inches a
head
belly laugh fed;
a song in a swish
wishbreathed
a kiss
offered
accepted
forevers
unhefted
planstill
standfilled;
by backs and
by forths
this love patterned
course
be hewn
forenoon
a makebreak
sweetsake
powdered blue
day.
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Is there a story behind this poem?
Hi Maya, this poem is about playing the piano–a random morning walk through keys and chords that clarifies feelings, the day, and detailed visceral life. Thank you for reading and asking!
Roman