Schumann's Mad Music
Joanne Lowery

At midnight a hundred ghoulish maestros wake me.
Pianos play each other stacked to the ceiling,
mouths inside mouths inside mouths
diminishing like a hall of facing mirrors.
A symphony roars like a wind between my brains.
Can't you hear it~that and trill?
I am Sisyphus pushing all the music
the world has ever known up my mountain.

Joanne Lowery has published poems in the Bingham Poetry Review, Eclipse, Poetry East, and Smartish Pace. Her most recent collection is Jack: A Beanstalk Life.