Saturday, October 26, 2013
Not the loss alone, by Gregory Orr
Antonio Vivaldi - Concerto No. 4 in F minor, Op. 8, RV 297, "L'inverno" (Winter)
Part II. Largo
Not the loss alone,
But what comes after.
If it ended completely
At loss, the rest
Wouldn't matter.
But you go on.
And the world also.
And words, words
In a poem or song:
Aren't they a stream
On which your feelings float?
Aren't they also
The banks of that stream
And you yourself the flowing?
poem from Concerning the Book that is the Body of the Beloved
Copper Canyon Press, 2013
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3 comments:
Ah, you are already anticipating winter.
And aren't the notes of a song also a stream?
I live in Canada, anticipating winter is a permanent state...
For me the notes of a song are the Stream. Yes, they are.
this is indeed very lovely, and the music has a melancholy, heart-wrenching tone which is also soothing, somehow. maybe this poem will be on the Bridge too, someday, thank you for both! :-)
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