A Clarinet Poem by john o'connell
A Clarinet
a clarinet
brightening up
the night
in the cheerful
freedom
of its numerous
variations,
makes the heart
light
as if it were
dancing
over fields of spring.
Beautiful last lines. You are a fine imagist. Thank you for stopping to listen to my music as well. Warm regards, Sandra
Thank you for your comment on my poem 'The Blackbird' - it's always nice to get feedback. And saying that - I really enjoyed your poem 'a clarinet'. It made me feel good!
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I would like to translate this poem
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1/12/2025 8:10:59 PM # 1.0.0
Your statement is so true, My favourite sound, My brother plays saxophone which I appreciate too.