Even Old Musicians Must Die Poem by Terence George Craddock
Even Old Musicians Must Die
the arts
passion in music
enriches years young
but even old musicians must die
not even music can take sharp sting
of death in deeply bitter death dying
when life is time almost played out
when the wine of life swallowed drunk
is almost to last clinging drops gone
what songs would you sing
what lips parting kiss
memories
Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
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4/23/2024 5:34:58 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I wrote the poem 'Final Soprano Sung: Hour Glass Shattering Resonance Note', as a split image from the poem 'Even Old Musicians Must Die'; inspired by the poem 'Mein Tag War Heiter', by the poet Heinrich Heine and dedicated to Heinrich Heine.