Listen To The Music - Poem by Sandra Feldman
I hear the music in verse,
Like a Waltz, It twirls around our senses,
With its notes, the music of language,
Drills deep, knows no fences,
Senses, the lingering mystery,
Behind all creative lenses.
Oh Language, Oh Language,
Oh Poetry, Oh Music!
I never tire of your consequences,
Forever surprising and thrilling,
Our most sensitive nerve endings.
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