Let’s Meet in a Chagall Painting
A poem by Claudia M. Reder

Let’s Meet in a Chagall Painting

Let our bed rise 
into a future
where we laugh freely,
where dusk is kiwi 
and dragon fruit,

where sky tunes 
its blue hue
to a violin chord,
where trees reseed 
their delicate, brown selves.

Look, the lilacs rise
like bits of colored cloud,
like daybreak and hope,
brimming with attitude.
Cherry season lasts all year.

The wind scores
a melody. Hear the klezmers.
Let’s dance until the red rooster 
crows and morning 
shines on the cock’s comb.

About the Author:

Claudia M. Reder is the author of How to Disappear, a poetic memoir, (Blue Light Press, 2019). Uncertain Earth (Finishing Line Press), and My Father & Miro (Bright Hill Press).  How to Disappear was awarded first prize in the Pinnacle and Feathered Quill awards.  She was awarded the Charlotte Newberger Poetry Prize from Lilith Magazine, and two literary fellowships from the Pennsylvania Arts Council. She recently retired from teaching.

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