the listener by Laura Theis

the listener Laura Theis her magic was so gentle you may not have known itfor a spellthe way she was able to listen so openlythat we were each coaxed into speaking our languagethe fiddle began to talk of the willow tree it had beenhow it had feasted on light and liquidhow it had swayed and creaked in the wind like a door to another realmthe piano confessed how its beauty was forged from the killing of a playful giant who had loved his life of mischief and joywhile the rain outside sang along in the dangerous language of watera complicated grammar of clouds and dropletsstillness and rusheven the silence afterwards surprised itselffor the first timein the mirror of her quiet attentionand bowed like a secret wordthat had suddenly understood its own significanceMore from Laura ↓@wodehouse_and_i on InstagramHer book, Introduction to Cloud Care, is available nowHer children’s poetry book, Poems from a Witch’s Pocket, is available now