Unstrung

Happily resigned
To being
Mostly unnoticed
You somehow find
A small patch of light
Deflected from the shadow
Standing center stage.

And there you stay
Sometimes still
Sometimes restless
Marking time while listening
To some interior music
Waiting for your cue

And when it arrives
You flourish
Without even stepping forward
And make your presence known
Before withdrawing.

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About Anne Mikusinski

Anne Mikusinski has been writing poetry and short stories since she was seven years old and most probably making them up long before she could hold a pen or pencil in her hand. She finds inspiration in music and art, and sometimes, even little things that happen every day. Her influences range from Robert Frost and Dylan Thomas to David Byrne and Nick Cave, and she hopes one day, her work will inspire others in the same way these writers have been an inspiration to her.

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