Today's National Poetry Month Boston Review poem of the day is Susan Stewart's beautiful “Piano Music for a Silent Movie”:
The gossips whisper their reproaches—
was it my fault I was too young for the war?
A muddy rain spoils every picnic‚
but the fields are thirsty‚ the farmers are poor.
My talent lies in kissing and pretending‚
and climbing barefoot up a trellis in the dark.
The neighbors are sharpening their pitchforks‚
though no one dares to tell us. In the park
I found her note pinned to a linden‚
her hair ribbon snagged in a pine
—All the world worries a lover
when all the world seems like a sign. . . .
Read the rest: http://bostonreview.net/NPM/susan_stewart.php
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