We who with songs beguile your pilgrimage / And swear that Beauty lives though lilies die, / We Poets of the proud old lineage / Who sing to find your hearts, we know not why ... (James Elroy Flecker)
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24.7.25

I Celebrate Words!

 

Words are marvels! Words on a tongue, or typed / inked:

written (pictured) as on a page or screen, see!

Words are the most miraculous musics; words sing

even when mute (apparently) – shown, not said.

Still we can hear, loud. 



 Written for Friday Writings #187 at Poets and Storytellers United: a celebratory poem in the form of a Sapphic ode.