The Music Is Gone Poem by Shalom Freedman

The Music Is Gone



THE MUSIC IS GONE

The music is gone-
What is a poem without its own music?

There is no melody in me.
I hear these flat words form on the flat page.
There are no dimensions to me
I hear no singing as I write.
This poem is words with little feeling
A flat poor poem written by an old man
Who this morning
has not yet truly woken up.

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Shalom Freedman

Shalom Freedman

Troy New York
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