Entry - MAG Poetry Prize 2011

Cello

by Leanne Dolby

the air is thick with notes sung by a cello
echoing in sparsely decorated chambers
red and orchestral vibrations crimson
like the ferric blood charged with sonic  
oxygen needing no amplification
low whispers become cavernous cries
ordinary ecstasy felt in daydreams
in the back of cars and trucks
in rehearsal spaces and bathrooms
conceived with a careful horsehair bow
your pulse with its magnificent timbre
playing in my ear on an instrument
shaped like a Rembrandt goddess

Added: 01.02.2011

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