PIANO IN THE GREEN
The upside-down piano in the green
dumpster is my silver-wire
I find a ladder and
pull it up from piles of
pizza boxes. Stale soda
spills over on my lacework skirt.
Once I saw
the old piano in Liberty Island.
Its keys were like pieces of stairs.
there were cobwebs. You found
a fingerprint on the black ledge.
I listened to Ernest Nazareth
for the first time when you hummed
phrases of tango and played on my clavicle.
the score. My fingertips
turn dusty-gray. I wipe off the keys
with my sleeves
like you used to do.
***Note: “Silver-wire heartache” is from Flower Conroy, Day 1 Poem: You Should Have a Fool in Your Poem. Thank you very much for this inspiration.
*Click* 30/30 Project by Tupelo Press