Duet In Helen’s living room,
Marc plays his acoustic, following my voice
As I sing about love washing over me
Like the driving January rain outside
And I become the leftover autumn leaf,
Dried in the sun, floating in her koi pond
And he and I speak our language
He understands my other voice,
The one I don’t share with the rest of the world.
The one song that travels under my breath
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Heather Ann Schmidt has taught writing and more for several institutions of higher learning in Michigan and online. Her most recent poetry books are The Bat’s Love Song: American Haiku (2009, Crisis Chronicles), On Recalling Life Through the Eye of the Needle [2011, Village Green], Transient Angels [2011, Crisis Chronicles] and Batik [2012, NightBallet]. She is also the founding editor and publisher for Recycled Karma Press. Heather’s forthcoming collections include Red Hibiscus and Field Notes. Find more at http://heatherannschmidt.yolasite.com.
Duetby Heather Ann Schmidt
In Helen’s living room,