Spring showers petal the pavement
with spent dogwood and azalea.
An invisible piano spills Chopin
from an open window.
A young woman hurries past,
laughing with her swaddled child.
Cars swish in the roadway, spraying
the afternoon with tiny rainbows.
I come to a crossing of streets,
watch white and pink fragments
slide, smooth as baby oil,
into the darkness of the storm drain.
Paired music: Chopin, Waltz in A flat major
- Sherry Poff
Sherry Poff writes in and around Ooltewah, Tennessee. She holds an M.A. in writing from The University of Tennessee and is member of the Chattanooga Writers' Guild. Some of Sherry’s recent work has appeared in Heart of Flesh, The Clayjar Review, and Anthology of Appalachian Writers.
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