Now Others Sung
A Poet writes from experience,
dilettantes rave and rant
The price demanded to feed the Sage,
—wishing and hoping can’t
Magic in wrapping a word around,
place known or thing you’ve done
Beauty when lyrics belong to you,
—in songs now others sung
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)
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