musical afterlife

music has an afterlife, 
creation, a hereafter; 
like echoes of a conversation -- 
anger, tears, or laughter --

i hear your music now, and think 
how strange is time and fortune 
to know you, and this place, are gone, 
but hear you sans

distortion

(In memory of Roy Harris…)

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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

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