Fluvial Flute - Poem by Galina Struchalina
Sounds of sadness...
Misses and fallings, and tolls
Under my fingers.
Could you, my music,
Live through the shortness of breath?
Tunes are so simple.
Fluvial flute, recognize
Cross points' notation -
Drops on the face, in the sky,
Rings on the water.
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