Let the song take root in the air at the ear and in the depths let it be heard regenerate a disordered heart overcome the dullness that refutes melody relieve the pain the atonal gorges on let it be sung again and again stubbornly without trimming one note one precious chord the songs persistence unstifled uninterrupted in thrall to birds who consider it a tune worth flying for.
About the Poet:
John Grey is an Australian poet, US resident, recently published in Sheepshead Review, Poetry Salzburg Review and Hollins Critic. Latest books, “Leaves On Pages” “Memory Outside The Head” and “Guest Of Myself” are available through Amazon. Work upcoming in Ellipsis, Blueline and International Poetry Review.