Play me a game like Blind Man’s Dance
Your hands easy
With a kind of
Peace
Love by nature exacts a pain
We, unaccustomed to courage,
Watch behind the curtains
I wait in silence
To stay between the unsung notes of night
Dreams are petted like
A psalm to love
Have I known your lips
Had I known that the heart
After a period of peace blooms
We can be. Be and be
Knowing something
Cascades of brilliance, astrally
Dare us new dreams, Columbus
Love arrives
I wait in silence
Beside you, prone
To liberate us to life.
NOTE: Made lovingly with snippets from Maya Angelou’s 1986 collection And Still I Rise plus poems Touched by An Angel, and When Great Trees Fall, viewed online. Reassembled into a cento in February 2016.
Originally published by Adjacent Pineapple (2017/2018). Links to the magazine lead to a dead end, so felt I should archive it here for posterity. The companion cento, 'His' and an original poem, 'Mercury' were published at the same time.
https://www.adjacentpineapple.com/jen-hughes