Wednesday, 22 February 2012

Bach, Winter by Jane Mead

Bach must have known
how something flutters away
when you turn to face the face
you caught sideways in a mirror
in a hall at dusk
and how the smell of apples
in a bowl can stop the heart
from beating, for an instant,
between sink and stove
in the dead of winter when stars
of ice have spread
across the windows and everything
is perfectly still
until you catch the sound
of something lost and shy
beating its wings
against those darkening stars.
And then: music.

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  2. dats beautiful but i dont lyk ckassic songs

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  3. Harro Anonymous,

    You don't have to like Bach to appreciate the poetry, but there are some truly beautiful classical music out there. Keep reading!

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