<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=553601" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>From the Clarinet</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Late November, <br>and lonely resonance of harmattan<br>salutes this solitude.<br>A weaverbird's contralto, in one<br>gale-sweep, lays bare the lower balustrade<br>of a maisonette, <br>and the romance of the last seasons<br>shoots the long throat of the clarinet...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O'classicals, on wings<br>ye come; <br>leaf cusps and petal ears -<br>classicals, swearing oaths of<br>mellifluous assembly...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Calm rhythms hasten to the<br>ears of Beethoven -<br>summon him for a serenade, <br>lest the dark shelter of a <br>decrepit day strips this solitude.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Anodyne hisses among<br>this hidden threshold, <br>curing and healing the weakness of<br>Clepoatra's hair, dampened with <br>the venom of haters of vanity.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Classicals, <br>rid us now of this grief of mundane<br>dances...<br>Even in death, Stravinsky hails solitude<br>on notes of the keys.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">From the clarinet, <br>the bimetallism of barter -<br>the platitude of life and death<br>(symbiosis of percussions) <br>epitaph to the aftermath of<br>inveterate tradition -<br>now and forever... </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And the clarinet looms.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Nkwachukwu+Ogbuagu">Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=553601" data-title="From the Clarinet de Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu" data-description="Late November, and lonely resonance of harmattan salutes this solitude. A weaverbird's contralto, in one gale-sweep, lays bare the lower balustrade of a maisonette, and the romance of the last seasons shoots the long throat of the clarinet... O..."></div> </div> </div>

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