The Everyday Enchantment Of Music Poem by Mark Strand
The Everyday Enchantment Of Music
A rough sound was polished until it became
a smoother sound, which was polished until
it became music.
Then the music was polished until
it became the memory of a night in Venice
when tears of the sea fell from the Bridge of Sighs,
which in turn was polished until it ceased
to be and in its place stood the empty home
of a heart in trouble.
Then suddenly there was sun and the music came back
and traffic was moving and off in the distance,
at the edge of the city, a long line of clouds appeared,
and there was thunder, which, however menacing,
would become music, and the memory of what happened after
Venice would begin, and what happened
after the home of the troubled heart broke in two would also begin.
The music is always there in the air. Very nice. Thanks for sharing and congrats.
Hauntingly beautiful. This is perfection in imagery, suspense, and contemplative progression. Life begins again, even after it seems it could no longer.
A rough sound was polished until it became a smoother sound, which was polished until it became music. Then the music was polished until it became the memory of a night in Venice when tears of the sea fell from the Bridge of Sighs, which in turn was polished until it ceased to be and in its place stood the empty home of a heart in trouble. - - - - - - - - - - -Wow- - - Such a wonderful poem having the power to mend the troubling hearts and creating music from sighs ! ! ! ! Love this poem.
I just love this poem its rhythms remind me of the figure in my mind of music always swirling and constantly turning back onto and into itself, then out again, air and water, air and water: like Roethke's boy, maybe he'll come back as a dolphin or a lion.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2025 12:20:51 AM # 1.0.0
a poem about having patience and what it can lead us to.