Kathaleen Donnelly


It was the letter H
I tell you
I found it
In the title
Tell Her you Saw Me
on a tape I played one day
then listened to it again three times
till it became part of my morning ritual.
I heard it while listening to Secret Story,
it was second to last on side 2.
I wished I had the CD so I could just push a button,
so much easier then rewinding, never knowing when to stop.  

The recording was Pat Metheny’s,
I had owned it for years.
I probably listened to it long ago,
before CDs, whenever that was.  

The melody didn’t touch me then as it does now,
souring through my solar plexus
leaving me weak, melancholy.  

I feel the low notes bringing me down to this place, a truth,
it was you, you were the one,
in this time around, this lifetime. 
The symphony in the background won’t let me go.  

But if you ask me why I love this piece of music,
Skalla on harp, Pat on guitar and synths, London Orchestra,
Jeremy orchestrating through my inner peace,
I’ll tell you it was the letter H,
knowing you would say,
I’m off point.  

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