Chris Botti’s “Cinema Paradiso” [poem] by Vernita Hall

At the Mann Music Center, June 17, 2010

Tendering his lips to her mouth   round
open and inviting   stroking her
cool bronze skin   right fingers sliding
up   down   his left hand guiding   high

he lifts her   turns her   pours himself within
every hollow   Unabashed her brassy
wailing throbs the starstruck night   vibrating
their pairwise moaning sweet like violins

Turning to you as the music spelled I
spied a kindred glisten from your eyes
a wet soundless duet   our tears two half
notes thrilling toward a chord   You claimed
my hand   That’s when I knew

at last   perhaps   you

 

Image of 1930s Switchboard Operator

[Refer: This poem refers to the poem “Illusory Chill” by Nance van Winckel.]

Image by Florin Chelaru

An MFA in Creative Writing graduate from Rosemont College and a LaSalle University alumna, Vernita Hall has been a second place finisher in the American Literary Review‘s Creative Nonfiction Contest and a Salem College Rita Dove Poetry Award finalist. She serves on the poetry review board of Philadelphia Stories; her poetry and essays have been published or are forthcoming in Atlanta Review, American Literary Review, Philadelphia Stories, 823 on High, and four anthologies.