Wednesday, September 13, 2006

Ludwig Van It Ain't

Clumsy,
to ocular enticements
openly being,
lacking proper polish
or cool obliquity.

(pomes to express
this laying
well outside
the current canon)

That and a quick
timidity that overtakes.

These betwixt
does chumply Charlie
swing an ample arc,
a common, artless amplitude,
an errant strife-
whistling 'long the way
a troubador tune
once anchored in obscurity
into which Respighi, bless him,
breathed new life.

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