a lone voice asking its questions innocently, plaintively, into the void.
Tag: Piano Concerto
Nameless Graces
How can I not “wax poetic”
when dispassionate prattle fails to ignite
the flame of a candle worth holding?
exercising heart and mind, lest I waste away
a lone voice asking its questions innocently, plaintively, into the void.
How can I not “wax poetic”
when dispassionate prattle fails to ignite
the flame of a candle worth holding?