Celebrating 50:V
There is no music like this music
Neither banjo nor drum
Neither organ nor horn
Neither keyboard nor fife can hum
Like the breeze blowing
The bambos
Shaking the long poicianna pods
Bones and mementos
Of dry ossicles living again
And I stood in the whip of rain
Just to hear, and feel
My body shiver as if to dance
The knowledge of an old romance
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