Scott Minar

Aeolian - Poem by Scott Minar

Someone put an accordion in the crook
of a tree where it plays itself
on windy days—where I miraculously walk through impassable

thorny hedges listening to Lady of Spain,
and a few other choice ditties.

Topic(s) of this poem: music

Form: Free Verse

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, June 13, 2018

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