They Are Learning
Donna Freeman
November 5, 2023
They are learning separateness.
He his violin,
She her paper and pen.
A lover of the instrument
he carefully cradles it
to the spare room
takes it from its case
touches the strings,
and begins a Romance
by Beethoven.
In the other room
a pen lies flat on a table.
She smiles, draws it to her,
caresses its body.
While ink flows
her fingers form letters.
Words are born.
Passion gives birth as poetry.
Now in both rooms
Music sings out.
They are his creation,
They are hers.
A new harmony
after all these years.
Donna Freeman’s poetry has appeared in Wilderness House Literary Review, Blue Lake Review, Ocean State Poets Anthology, RI Public's Radio "Virtual Gallery," and ekphrastic exhibits. She is a retired clinical social worker, teacher, and avid animal lover. Donna has lived with her husband, a professor and scientist, for fifty-one years.
