Frederick Kesner

Bronze Star - 2,044 Points (28 August / St. Thomas University Hospital)

Symphonatas - Poem by Frederick Kesner

I am never without Ludwig
that mess of tangled hair
accompanying me with his
fifth, ninth, and moonlight
o but he moves me still
stereo muted, no longer
blaring at my need to hear
thousands of times before
now lilts indelibly sealed
in my unplugged ears


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Poem Submitted: Monday, July 23, 2007

Poem Edited: Wednesday, March 23, 2011


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