#MIDDLEBURY
Love Poem
Susan Wheeler
My mother wouldn’t stand up
to wave. My father made certain
the door locked behind me.
But when I went for your door
you came too. Your mouth
made a flute of my arm,
its music a glass on the past.
My love, my love, went its song.
Now there is no need to leave.
About this poem
“I wanted to write a simple and direct poem to the person I love and live with.” – Susan Wheeler
About Susan Wheeler
Susan Wheeler is the author of “Meme” (University of Iowa Press, 2012). She teaches at Princeton University and lives in East Millstone, N.J.
The Academy of American Poets is a nonprofit, mission-driven organization, whose aim is to make poetry available to a wider audience. Email The Academy at poem-a-day@poets.org.
(c) 2016 Susan Wheeler. Originally published in Poem-a-Day, www.poets.org. Distributed by King Features Syndicate.
