Chopin Poem by Andrew Fincham

Chopin

Rating: 5.0


Echoes of the defter lute
From far away
Recall
(As through
a telescope
Reversed)

That home
As land
Can often find
a place as soon
in mind
As hearths.

Just ever so
does music think
Each closer memory
Sung as time

And hands can hold
Whilst country lies
As far from love as
Freedom does.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM

Dear friend Andrew Thanks for this symbolic poem. Real art has to do with Freedom (of the soul) and Love. I touch this truth in a different way with my 'Meditating on Olympia'. I give 10 points. Bravo! ! Joseph Josephides

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Nathan Pigott 28 August 2006

I enjoyed reading this poem.

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kskdnj sajn 04 March 2006

Classical indeed sir. Great poem!

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Andrew Fincham

Andrew Fincham

Newcastle under Lyme, Staffordshire, UK
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