February 28, 2018
Dear Subscriber:
Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of
view. The theme for this week is the artist.
Today’s poem is a number poem for a composer whose musical
phrases are begging him to use them.
I welcome comments on my poems at
https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.
Yours,
Nick Gordon
Forty-five is full of unheard music,
Organist in the chapel of his soul,
Reverent beneath a reverberant dome
That like stone lace lets in the noontide light.
Yearning for the organist to use them,
Fleeting phrases hope that he will choose them,
Integrating them into a whole
Vast enough to compass day and night,
Eternal in its well-wrought womb of stone.
© by Nicholas Gordon
Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I
chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/45f.html.
For more philosophical poems, go to http://www.poemsforfree.com/philosophicalpoems.html
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This week’s theme: The Artist
February 26: There Is No Better Painting than a Sunrise
February 27: Fifty-Five3
February 28: Forty-Five6
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