We periodically host readings in the loft above Lorelei Books.
Pictured here, Rebecca Morgan Frank reads from The Spokes of Venus (Carnegie Mellon University Press, 2016).
by Rebecca Morgan Frank
Lovers are hidden everywhere around us.
Listen- their vowels are are carved out and buried
in the symphony itself. I could translate you
into tones, hide you in the cantus firmus
where you’d remain untouched, unseen.
No one would even suspect you’re in there
as the counterpoint to butterflies gorging
on the bush, the fogged blue skyline brightening,
all of the tropes of nature I’d hide you in.
You’d never realize your name’s throaty
vowels made notes. Perhaps my love
is for the scholar of a hundred years hence
who hears my longing’s notes, who finds my
loving signature of you. He’ll learn to love
me back for how I dissolved you in; he’ll
love me for my cleverness: our secret. It’s fine.
Love is at a distance at its best.