Strumming Mandarins Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Strumming Mandarins



Ancient melodies from around the world,
beating incessantly with a gentle
strumming of a mandarin.
Frolicking and dancing on a stage,
women addressing themselves to harmonies.
Reaching for notes as they fall and drop
into buckets of rhythm.

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