June 2, 2016

Late Night at the End of the Semester by Marianne Szlyk

Almost imperceptible 
thunder rumbles 
over low tide at the shore
you never visit.

You imagine the sound 
of a far-off train.
Someone else is passing through
this place where you must stay.

You listen to
the rain, the drums, the plucked
bass, the right-hand flutter.
You recognize, then don’t recognize

this song 
playing somewhere beyond
the computer screen
the coffee cup

your waking life.

Marianne Szlyk is the editor of The Song Is... , an associate poetry editor at Potomac Review, and a professor of English at Montgomery College. Her second chapbook, I Dream of Empathy, was published by Flutter Press.  Her first chapbook is available through Kind of a Hurricane Press.  She hopes that you will consider sending work to her magazine. For more information about it, see this link: http://thesongis.blogspot.com/ 


  1. What a wonderful poem Marianne,keep up the good work
    thank you for sharing it and this site,love angelee

  2. Dear Marianne, What a skillful poem. I'm so glad to see you here. One of the best sites around.
    I so enjoy your writing.

  3. Thanks for the compliment about Poppy Road, Jo. :-)


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