Weldon Kees

(1914 - 1955 / Nebraska / United States)

A Musician's Wife - Poem by Weldon Kees

Between the visits to the shock ward
The doctors used to let you play
On the old upright Baldwin
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Comments about A Musician's Wife by Weldon Kees

  • Susan Williams Susan Williams (1/26/2016 5:32:00 PM)

    This poem let's us walk beside him as he visits the musician- - not only that, but the poet let's us into the sad corridors of his heart and mind. Poignant, yes. Well-written, yes. Forgettable, no. (Report) Reply

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  • Jean- Bernard Parr (1/26/2016 2:39:00 PM)

    On how time can shift you into another state, poignant and filmic (Report) Reply

  • Kim Barney (1/26/2016 12:53:00 PM)

    A haunting poem that touches on mental illness, not in the poet but in the musician. Very sad but extremely well written. (Report) Reply

  • Mohammed Asim Nehal Mohammed Asim Nehal (1/26/2016 11:04:00 AM)

    A music to life and the twist and turns are fantastic. (Report) Reply

  • Anil Kumar Panda Anil Kumar Panda (1/26/2016 10:52:00 AM)

    ' A music out of an abyss' is very nice. Sweet imagery.Liked it. (Report) Reply

  • Ratnakar Mandlik (1/26/2016 4:53:00 AM)

    Amazing and touching memoirs about unsold records of the musicians troubling the betterhalf. Very amzing flight of imagery. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Edward Kofi Louis Edward Kofi Louis (1/26/2016 1:18:00 AM)

    To play along with the songs of life. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Ramesh Rai Ramesh Rai (6/24/2013 11:25:00 AM)

    Now, sometimes I wake in the night
    And hear the sound of dead leaves
    against the shutters. And then a
    distant
    Music starts, a music out of an abyss,
    And it is dawn before I sleep again.
    certainly, there is music in every step of nature. (Report) Reply

  • Ramesh Rai Ramesh Rai (6/24/2013 11:20:00 AM)

    Now, sometimes I wake in the night
    And hear the sound of dead leaves
    against the shutters. And then a
    distant
    Music starts, a music out of an abyss,
    And it is dawn before I sleep again.
    certainly, there is music in every step of nature. (Report) Reply








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