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Day 647 – Epitaph for Isaac Albéniz (Adès)
Day 647 of the daily poems and the Music theme continues but will soon come to an end. Our translator poet Timothy Adès brings us Lorca’s poignant epitaph for Spanish composer Isaac Albéniz (1860-1909) Epitaph for Isaac Albéniz F. García Lorca: translation by Timothy Adès This stone we witness standing tall on grass of death and dismal clay guards… Continue reading
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Day 646 – Sonnet for Janet (Pat)
Day 646 of the daily poems. We were cruising along on the theme of Music, when Janet became the focus, and then ancient Methuselah intruded. We can return to Janet today with a poem that, although of scant poetic merit, at least gives Janet a namecheck. Our poet is (was) a lovelorn young man by… Continue reading
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Day 645 – Methuselah (Kennedy)
Day 645 of the daily poems and it is your Editor’s birthday. Methuselah Methuselah is a very old man,his back is bent, his cheeks are wan,his face is creased, his hair is white,his name is down for that last spaceflight while wife and children play the tuneshe spends his days among his runes,these are Methuselah’s… Continue reading
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Day 644 – Janet and the jazzman
It’s Day 644 of the daily poems, and our poet Simon Haines has been wondering about Janet – to whom we were introduced yesterday by Walter Paul Kennedy. But are Simon’s conjectures at all near the mark? It could be, as the saying goes, that suppositions are idle … Janet and the jazzman I saw… Continue reading
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Day 643 – Janet the Organist (WKennedy)
To live without his music would be impossible to do, says our poet Walter Paul Kennedy today, Day 643 of the daily poems. But see – Janet the Organist is coming to his rescue! Janet the Organist Janet the OrganistCame to townLooking for some funOn the Underground She had her mini keyboard She had her leather clipThe… Continue reading