In To The Orchestra Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
In To The Orchestra
In to the Orchestra
with glove
elegant
the Hedgehog was
playing
the
singing lyre
sighed
and the glove
was grey to match
the Hedgehog's color
Saturday, March 7, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: music
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4/23/2024 1:41:57 AM # 1.0.0.1119
The sighing of a singing lyre is the sound I would like to hear again. The poet Robert Bly a fellow Minnesotan now 89 years old used to accompany himself on the lyre to challenge the dullness of an average poetry reading. He could build up quite an intense atmosphere by strumming. Simple but elegant.