Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, TO ONE WHO ASKED FOR A SONG, by LOIS A. ROBSON


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TO ONE WHO ASKED FOR A SONG, by                    
First Line: Dear you, no song of mine could ever say
Last Line: I bring myself and not my song to you.
Subject(s): Singing & Singers


Dear You, no song of mine could ever say
What you have been and what you are to me,
And yet I try to write the melody
That in my heart has never ceased to play
Since first you came. I know -- and yet I stay
Entwining words and rhythms lengthily --
That words are futile things for such as we
Who long have known our love another way.
The inarticulate can half convey
The music of a heartsong wildly free
Better than all the futile words there be
Set in a fixed and rhythmical array.
That you may know a melody more true,
I bring myself and not my song to you.





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