Mark R. Elias


On Seeing A Handwritten Letter By Prince - Poem by Mark R. Elias

To satisfy my need that frame to know;
That hair to witness, loose or tightly set;
Those eyes to fathom, bright as eyes can get,
Deep-lit from inside by a unique glow;
And that guitar, to hear the solos grow,
To watch those fingers dominate the fret:
Much have I travelled on the Internet
For one more image, one more video.

Today a new one stopped me, held my eye.
A photograph like none I'd seen before.
No frame or hair, no eyes and no guitar
Adorned my screen but, oh, I knew to sigh.
His copperplate looked almost like a score.
Exquisite lines. I played them from afar.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 26, 2014



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