Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WORDS FOR MUSIC, by BYRON CHEW First Line: Feet that are weary from far journeys, rest a spell Last Line: Hear stories of far lands where rivers go. Subject(s): Music & Musicians | ||||||||
Feet that are weary from far journeys, rest a spell In cool, green valleys where sweet waters flow. Stay here your steps, until you know Meaning of waters whispering to stones; Reason for willow bending down In reverence, her silvery crown To catch the echo of slow river-tones. Music was born from out a river's soft, low voice, And trees stood taut to sing it to the wind, And that far runner, left behind Parts he remembered. If you wish to know Words for the music you must rest, Ear to the master river's breast -- Hear stories of far lands where rivers go. | 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 |
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