Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TIGHTENED STRINGS, by ELIZABETH B. ROBB First Line: The charm of music's soul - elating voice Last Line: There is no music but on tightened strings. Subject(s): Hearts; Music & Musicians | ||||||||
The charm of music's soul-elating voice As whispered by the bow on tightened strings, Is like a rift in clouds when sunbeams dance Upon the rippling waters of the lake; Or like the startled stir of wings That gently flutter as the feathered tribe Lights on a welcoming branch, secure From harm amidst the sheltering leaves, Nature's protection to the wild and shy. Unless the strings were tightened 'twere discord; No music when the lute is not in tune; And so the human soul disseminates Its purest notes when tightened heartstrings are The instrument the soul must play upon, Making sweet cadence that lilts and trills Its richest melody from carping care That drew the heartstrings taut to breaking point; There is no music but on tightened strings. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LINER NOTES TO AN IMAGINARY PLAYLIST by TERRANCE HAYES VARIATIONS: 13 by CONRAD AIKEN BELIEVE, BELIEVE by BOB KAUFMAN ROUND ABOUT MIDNIGHT by BOB KAUFMAN MUSIC by CHARLOTTE FISKE BATES THE POWER OF MUSIC by CHARLOTTE FISKE BATES POETRY WEEK by ELIZABETH B. ROBB |
|