Thrilling Throat Trills Dream Theme After Beth St. Clair For Keats - Poem by Jonathan ROBIN
Soft summer zephyr wafts Keats' Nightingale
along time's rhyme line, on no midnight sleeps,
Tree Dryad's tune sends tremors up, down dale,
harmonics' sweet eternal wonder keeps.
'Sull'aria', soft canzonetta's call,
runs through the gamut of emotions' range,
as 'soave zefiretto' trembles, held in thrall
as siren song on perilous seas full strange.
Through woven word worlds lovers from the past
still celebrate angelic serenade,
whose haunting chords undaunted by time's blast
ignore farewells despite life's cavalcade.
Each note outreaches generation gaps
as thrilling throat trills dream theme which won't lapse.
(21 May 2012)
Poet's Notes about The Poem
A nightingale sings like the summer breeze,
A haunting note that melts the ice-blue sky,
He hides amid the branches of the trees,
A serenade that passes softly by.
In every note a soulful melody
A tremor that inspires the northern dawn
Like cresting waves that tremble in the sea,
And float upon the echoes of the morn.
Sweet bird! Don't Leave! An angel of the air
That sings romance for lovers long since gone,
A song that is both beautiful and fair,
Sweet Adieu! You journey ever on.
While in each note the evening waxes pale
And sings of summer dreams that drift and sail.
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
Canzonetta Sull'aria Le Nozze di Figaro, Act II
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