Class first-year music, each to each unknown
Tough task to singly sing notes right at sight
While beating counter rhythm at same time
Much nervousness full filled the anxious air
Rough syncopation in each tested heart
A tense performance, then a lowly mark
Your voice, those eyes, fair face I did remark
Rare girl to me entirely unknown
Surprising thoughts quick primed my stirring heart
I sat, transfixed, and frozen at your sight
Remarking turgid trembling of the air
As unknown source tapped out my languid time
It slowed, then seemed to halt, this tempered time
Quick caught my mind and sternly made me mark
Pulsation merciless in trenchant air
A pairing fixed, though still to me unknown
Unmuted, soul began to sing at sight
Unsought came urgent beating of my heart
Can one command a telltale, throbbing heart?
Its noiseless din showed no regard for time
Then stopped, expectant, at your single sight
As unknown hand made unknown, searing mark
By unknown art and temperatures unknown
While your voluptuous voice keen rent the air
Consumed by voice, eyes, mouth, and luscious hair
What was a year to my invaded heart?
Together set our sails for parts unknown
Strange voyages through manifolds of time
Not thinking what vicissitudes might mark
Scant thought tomorrow, always out of sight
Your hard departure has not dimmed that sight
Though absent, dreams of you inflame my air
Exciting etchings that your love did mark
Upon my ardent, syncopated heart
Illusion space, and true illusion, time
My outcome’s sure, though date and year unknown
Envoi
Dreamt sight, thought, sound of you infects my heart
The air beats quickly slowly through this time
I mark each day, your whereabouts unknown
About the Creator
Paul Merkley
Co-Founder of Seniors Junction, a social enterprise working to prevent seniors isolation. Emeritus professor, U. of Ottawa. Fellow of the Royal Society of Canada. Founder of Tower of Sound Waves. Author of Fiction.
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