EDITOR’S CHOICE: Bringing our favorite previously-published poetry back to the front page.
Poetry by Mary Rohrer-Dann
At first light, my mother shuffles
onto the dark kitchen. I lie curled
under covers in the living room, breathe
in the smell of her strong coffee, listen.
Beethoven fills the apartment. Strings,
deep-throated horns, splashing cymbals.
Whatever the day might bring—news
of a friend’s fall, another funeral,
anxious hunt for misplaced keys—
our morning begins in grace.
About the Poet
Mary Rohrer-Dann is a Pennsylvania writer and painter. These poems are part of a chapbook-in-progress, Taking the Long Way Home. Two earlier works, La Scaffetta: Poems from the Foundling Drawer and Accidents of Being, were adapted to stage by Tempest Productions, Inc. and produced in NYC; State College, PA; and Philadelphia
A little artistic masterpiece. Thanks Mary.
No wonder my morning doesn’t start without relaxing with coffee (maybe i should change the channel on my radio & listen to classical music too)
THanks for the memories Marishka!
Thanks so much, Mark! Sorry for the delay in responding – just saw your comment. Your words mean a lot.
No worries. And thank you for your wonderful work. 🙂
Beautiful and so poignant. xo