Tuesday 28 December 2010

One poem from '1001 POEMS' by the Danish writer Klaus Høeck

        beneath every so
nata is the sound of a
        second sonata
        that never saw birth - a wild
        mirror-image so
nata full of secret moon
light full of calcium and
        of pain a more beau
        tiful sonata
        perhaps than the one
that you heard played on the keys
        of reality

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