you would have to know the wider story
to know why the music's played that way
she may have said that day
closing the piano bench with the sheet music stored
the sheet music stored and the house surrounded by sudden
spring rain the kind I loved because it smelled green to me
and when you played the piano it showered green notes;
that was in a dream.
and the plum buds opened into a blue pink kind of scene
perceptibly staged
that was lavender only
if we were very still
if you did not spill your ice cream
on your Sunday frock.
if you listened to the Debussy quietly.
mary angela douglas 20 december 2020
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