I thought I would write a novel
I thought I would sing a song
I wanted to capture a moment
and give it a life that is long
Or may be make it immortal
encrust it with talent of pen
And give it Rachmaninoff ”forte”…
and ”piano” of tender Chopen*.…
*Chopin( the music of rhymes. Eastern Europeans pronounce Chopen )
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What I say is immensely important than who I am. Let the search be for the meaning and substance in my words rather than the intricacies of my existence.
duponufa…
colossus at rhodes …