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In the mezzo part of
last night,
an early spring rain
was having a quiet
tete-a-tete with
the weary snow,
a checking in,
an any new rules
this season
kind of
pillow talk
As the hour passed,
their heart to heart
joined the clock’s
nightly rhythmic score
and began to
drum a lovely loneliness
into the
threshold
of a
dream
© by Katrin Talbot.
Used with the author’s permission.
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Australian-born Katrin Talbot is a violist, photographer, and poet, whose collection St. Cecilia’s Daze was recently published by Parallel Press. Her poetry has appeared in a number of journals and anthologies and she was recently nominated for her second Pushcart prize. Katrin was a finalist in 2009 for four national poetry prizes—one of which awarded enough prize money to fund a Dairy Queen run. Having had her fill of Buster Bars, she no longer enters these competitions. Her photo essay of Schubert’s Winterreise was published as a coffee table book and CD by the University of Wisconsin Press.
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cranegirl:
Hi Katrin,
..."a lovely loneliness into the threshold of a dream"....a particularly evocative part of the poem. I could feel the words inside my heart.
Beautiful!
Gerri
Posted 03/23/2011 07:53 PM
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jillinWNY:
i could truly appreciate this particular piece- as last night we had just such an occuence!!
Posted 03/21/2011 04:44 PM
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LindaCrosfield:
I like the poem. Really appreciated the "Dairy Queen run" remark in your bio, too.
Posted 03/20/2011 06:18 PM
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Jo:
A lovely poem. I chose your poems to read in Madison from Empty Shoes. You are a talented writer.
Posted 03/20/2011 04:05 PM
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dianapoet:
Beautiful
Posted 03/20/2011 11:23 AM
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