Art Poem by Max Reif
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Rating: ★5.0
Orpheus played his lute
under the avocado tree,
sang for ages beneath
that glorious canopy
before departing.
Ages later,
a young wanderer
happened to fall asleep
under the tree one night
and woke up the next morning,
his head full of songs.
Sunday, November 26, 2006
Topic(s) of this poem: tree
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8/9/2026 4:26:58 PM # rel_20260806T081513Z_580e7f4
Myth..maybe, but beautiful writing, without a doubt, so well constructed Love duncan X