Through the deep night
he drove in and out of
so many remembered lives.
A mere hour earlier
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Hey, Daniel! I’m writing this second message because, apparently, my first exceeded the 300 hundred character limit allowed (? ? ?) On my own granddaughter, if you haven’t already seen them already, you might appreciate my poems Imprinting: The Birth of Nova and Dream Debut. Continue blessed. Glen
Hey, Daniel! As usual it’s pleasant to come to your writing from a warm heart and competent fashioning of the English language. What seems most worth noting about this poem is the part about Sir James enthusing over his first grandchild—how such things affect our reception. I can definitely relate to and appreciate his joy. Wishing/praying the best for you, Glen
Daniel, your poem travels from the recital to the nexus of the new and old life. Music can to that to one's life. A poem of amplification exploring life.10 Robert
Thanks Robert. You have the same sense of music I have, how it powers our lives, nudges them into the right durectuon ans we'll be with kindred spirits
Your poem speaks of what happens when the music is infused with the energy of the performer, the composer, and the listener. It's magical alchemy. Beautiful.