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Eclogue
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Eclogue |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
Eclogue (2nd Movement) breezes wove through grains of amber and blond God sent the birds to comb wheat fronds, tree tops blades of verdancy heavens called up flitting monarchs– chipmunks, squirrels, field mice scampered twixt stems, reeds as they gathered morsels of fennel, nuts, acorns a blustery chill burst in with marked steps evoking coming winter’s pall silence left in want of a third is this death is this angst from where shall I find my third ©Virginia Salter October 17, 2014 Inspired while listening to Eclogue Op. 10 for piano & string orchestra Gerald Finzi Pianist Myrna Van Cleave Whether on the shoal or on the shore, |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Somehow as I was reading your excellent poem, VAS I began to think the lines as Poe's The Raven. Wonderful added charm to your poem. If they give you ruled paper write sideways. |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
Thanks, Jerry Pat. The composer died at only 55 years of age, before he wrote the third movement of this Eclogue Op 10. I found the piece on line. As I listened I envisioned all that I wrote about and much too abruptly the piece ended. It had become dark and dour and so sad. It really left me wanting the 3rd movement in hopes of coming up out of the depression. Whether on the shoal or on the shore, |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
This is very special, dear Virginia. You were beautifully inspired. Love, Margherita "Love is the One who masters all things; |
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