Sandra Feldman


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.

Topic(s) of this poem: poetry


Comments about Listen To The Music by Sandra Feldman

  • Eugene Levich (11/15/2015 3:36:00 PM)


    What a wonderful phrase: the music of language! (Report) Reply

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  • Alice Perfect (11/11/2015 8:29:00 PM)


    every time start listening to my nerve
    endings things get good
    and gooder and great
    not a bad thing
    while listening to Led Zeppelin
    and screaming beak-nik verse
    spontaneously every other
    Sunday

    very nice poem
    I like how it sweeps
    me away to never
    never land
    again
    (Report) Reply

  • Kelly Kurt (11/11/2015 1:18:00 PM)


    Closely related art forms that inspire and please (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 10, 2015



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