Poem: "Sonnet" by Marcy Telles of San Rafael, CA
There are fifty Aprils in your eyes
A portrait of a full and well-spent life
Your face is kindly, loving, warm, and wise
And I am proud to call myself your wife
And sometimes, in the deepest part of night
I lie awake and think about the past
The folks who were important in our lives
And taught us how to build a love to last
Those welcome phantoms populate my dreams
Still dancing at some wedding long ago
As insubstantial as my self-esteem
As palpable as gravity or snow
Will we live on in someone's reverie?
I sigh and turn, and pull you close to me.
About the author:
Marcy Telles was born in Far Rockaway, New York, and now makes her home in beautiful Marin County, north of San Francisco. She earns her living writing software manuals, and a good thing too, as this subsidizes her other writing activities. She sings first soprano in the Occidental Community Choir, a 40-voice Sonoma County chorus. Every spring, the OCC gives a concert composed entirely of new pieces by its own members, and Marcy writes a lot of the lyrics. She also works with Cinnabar Theater in Petaluma, writing libretti for children's musicals and operas, translating the occasional Edith Piaf song, and playing Speed Scrabble backstage with the rest of the opera chorus. Marcy is the proud mother of Gabriel Grace Solmer, an environmental attorney for San Diego Coastkeeper. Marcy's sonnet was written for her husband, Kim Allen. (His real name is Emerson, but everyone calls him Kimin California, it is normal to have a daughter named Gabriel and a husband named Kim.)
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