Translating Sounds Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Translating Sounds



Soundly listening, just barely,
above the din of a crowded room.

Hearing sounds inside my mind as
they are translated into melodies
that I can understand and begin
to use.

Putting them to words in a myriad
of stanzas, all culminating in
major chords of harmony.

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