Friday, August 31, 2018
Phonometrician
The brilliance of sound
appease in acoustic echoes,
one glorious reverberate susurrus
with a rhythmic splash
careen through each ear;
subtle timbres accentuate
and distinguish each crescendo,
nonpareil only to Solomon's chord
who invoked heavenly splendor;
yet, Erik Satie gravitates this serene spell
from the depths of magnanimity,
his suites play in absolute serenading
unison between my mind and his genius.
- John Hardesty
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