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Un nouveau départ


This is the last post in the “Murmure dans le vent” series. Here, I shall expose the fourth & final movement of Tchaikovsky’s Serenade for Strings in C Major. The order in the series is as follows: “Murmure dans le vent”, “Dance for me”, and “Faithfully Unfaithful” 

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Over the world


Precariously I walk Chills down my spine In this chapter -unsure- Will it open before the close? Dubiously the road quickens Running as I try to feel the labyrinth inside my chest unravels slowly Foreseeable this may be this feeling inside me I can see the doors Will you stay as I unclose? Fluctuating as conditions […]

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Compose


I write with tears with pain with sorrow forlornly I record ecstatically melodramatically lovingly sentimentally exuberantly inamorato your skin I compile your mouth your pearls, and diamonds -as they fall- broaching them softly…. I pencil the future the past the sighs your sight our love your lips my embrace your semblance I compose in you […]

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Swallowed in the sea


A  tumultuous sea. This can be a definition for life. It starts abruptly, like a sudden typhoon. It can suddenly soften as a warm towel against your skin. Life can sometimes be as intimate like a chaste kiss or as hard as fifty kilos on your back. Life, as it seems, is a roller coaster. […]

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If Music is the exaltation of the mind…


“Music is the exaltation of the mind derived from things eternal, bursting forth in sound.” Thomas Aquinas Now, if Thomas Aquinas, a 13th century Italian priest, said this 8 centuries ago… what can we say about Literature? Most of the quotes you will find about Literature is on how language is used to create worlds, galaxies […]

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Diamonds


Another day has come and gone away Look over my phone to check if you’re awake And here I lie asleep thinking: Will I see you again? I pray to that God that you’ll still here to stay Your voice haunts me time and time again These memories just crash and here I pray Remember […]

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Our Silent Night


Crystal clear sky Moon shining high From a window, I can see everything we have, everything we can be… In a distant land, they’ve told me A mother holds her treasure uncomfortable from the cold warmed by her faithful companion wishing to give something more… …A wanderer stops, searching for heat Boys and girls wait […]

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Only


Only… Only the darkness knows my plight Only the darkness knows my sorrow and the times I’ve cried Only the night knows my cuts my bruises my scars the dark holes in my eyes my paling skin Only the darkness knows my solitude Only the darkness understands that won’t see the light… Only my body […]

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Just smile


Softly smiling, hiding the crack he said: “Don’t worry. I’m ok.” They all stand, clap and cheer Smiling broadly, he turns around Standing ovation. He’s not here. -Musical Poetry

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“This sentence has five…


“This sentence has five words. Here are five more words. Five-word sentences are fine. But several together become monotonous. Listen to what is happening. The writing is getting boring. The sound of it drones. It’s like a stuck record. The ear demands some variety. Now listen. I vary the sentence length, and I create music. Music. The writing sings. It has a pleasant rhythm, a lilt, a harmony. I use short sentences. And I use sentences of medium length. And sometimes, when I am certain the reader is rested, I will engage him with a sentence of considerable length, a sentence that burns with energy and builds with all the impetus of a crescendo, the roll of the drums, the crash of the cymbals—sounds that say listen to this, it is important.”

 Gary Provost

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