I'VE poured my WINE

What You Sculpt, I Do Not

What you sculpt, I do not,
What I carve, you may not,
But hangs still in the mind
Some careless, clueless rhyme!
We make the same music!

Florence, 2008 © M. Syre

(Silence of the Piano Sings)


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    Your words have an X-ray effect, they pierce through soul

    • Syre

      What an ultimate medical symbol you’ve used in commenting on a poetic work! Appreciable.

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