Hearts That Die Young by Stefanie Bennett
Stefanie Bennett, ex-blues singer and musician has published several books ofpoetry, a novel and a libretto and worked with Arts Action For Peace. Poemshave appeared in Shot Glass Journal, Poetry Pacific, Poetic Diversity, The FibReview and others. Stefanie’s most recent titles – ‘Black Spring’ – GinninderraPress; ‘The Vanishing’ – Walleah Press and ‘Blanks From The Other World’[due May-June] are available from Amazon. Of mixed ancestry [Italian/Irish/Paugussett-Shawnee] she was born in Queensland, Australia.HEARTS THAT DIE YOUNG for Vittoria Anna-Maria [Stefanie Bennett]I clutched the visionOf the magnolia,Fine as pollen...The coloured haloOf your hair.Some hearts die youngWithout wilt or piety.These are the onesMater dulcissimaI offer you now.And this you’d known all along.You took me walkingAs a child, and throughChild eyes you pointedTo the Imera’s silken flowing...Ever young – “forever there”You said – and as I fingeredBlood orangesBy the seller’s cartAnd asked the whereaboutsOf day-stars and hermetic chartsYour smile fell uponThe Madonie peaks. There wasNo failed mystery in your language.And now I clutch at visions; I’ve workTo do. Sometimes withArrows that pierceHeart and paper. Sometimes withRivers seeping, changing course.But memory, you remind me,Is landscape enough.Scars – mended lines of living.I raise mid-aged eyesAnd the street of cloudsRest on a field of white magnolias“Ever there.” Your finalWord – Mater dulcissima.It must be so!Fine as pollen, as haloed hair.