Sunday, May 23, 2021

The Muse | a collection of poems |



"There is always a song to be sung,
and I surround the one on the stage:
crowding him, reminding him
to sing, to dance, to pretend...

I like the fearful, 
the devotees...
I smile to them my Mona Lisa smile..." 

| Death speaking - from the poem The Muse |


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