Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LANGUAGE OF MUSIC, by ESTHER EUGENIA DAVIS First Line: Two open windows where I went to sing Last Line: But music just begins where language ends. Subject(s): Language; Music & Musicians; Sound; Words; Vocabulary | ||||||||
Two open windows where I went to sing Faced north and east; and red leaves danced outside. Within, the sounds of many practicing Swirled as the leaves when hunting winds range wide. And as I sang I set my spirit free; Then suddenly, before I scarcely knew, The sky came flowing in and buried me Beneath an airy sea of perfect blue. In that clear moment I stood dumb with wonder That music speaks the language of all things; Of sky and flowers, of love and lust for plunder, Of pride and pain, and thoughts that soar with wings. Mere words can never climb where thought ascends, But music just begins where language ends. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HOWYOUBEENS' by TERRANCE HAYES MY LIFE: REASON LOOKS FOR TWO, THEN ARRANGES IT FROM THERE by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: THE BEST WORDS by LYN HEJINIAN WRITING IS AN AID TO MEMORY: 17 by LYN HEJINIAN CANADA IN ENGLISH by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA THERE IS NO WORD by TONY HOAGLAND CONSIDERED SPEECH by JOHN HOLLANDER AND MOST OF ALL, I WANNA THANK ?Ǫ by JOHN HOLLANDER PORE FOLKS' HANT by ESTHER EUGENIA DAVIS SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: DIPPOLD THE OPTICIAN by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |
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