Poetry by Gabriela M.
i play the cello in the old streets
walls open wounds inflicted long ago
imaginary lovers contort in the air
and on my bow the grief of others
i swallow tears and i play
the pain of those who cannot walk the streets
immersed in ecstasy and solitude
with all my sufferings
the walls i greet
till you’ll come out
and you’ll throw
a petty dime
right at my feet
About the Poet
Gabriela M. is a US university professor and the author of three novels. Her poetry was published by Spillwords Press, STRAW #zine a London based magazine, Wolff Poetry Literary Magazine, and Vita Brevis. Her poem “come back to me” was included in the anthology America’s Emerging Poets Southeast Region (Z Publishing House, December 13, 2018). You can find more of her work here.
For the first time in nearly five years, Vita Brevis is closed for submission. Read the full story here.
Douce semaine à vous
The sense of sadness and isolation and even of anger in this poem is beautiful, and I love the ending.
Really beautiful poem. One of the most loved work is this for me.
Absolutely wonderful! My mind automatically set Bach’s suite #1 in G as background
This poem gives me the feels. It’s a beautiful poem for a beautiful instrument.
I love it
What a vivid artistry you have drawn here, Gabriela. Absolutely stunning – the Cello, the lady and the betrayal – the end was magical
This is so very beautiful, G. It swallows me up. ❤️
Love this G! So very well done!
Stunning imagery and simplicity! Lovely poetry!
Profoundly beautiful, dear G! 😊❤️🌹
So beautiful! !
I really loved your work but I was rather attracted by the message, by the imagery and the feeling created and expressed by you here…It took me to so many places where I had seen and heard street musicians and had often wondered what was going through their head…beautiful work! My greetings and all the best, from Spain.