|Music: Fugue in F# major
By Dimitri Shostakovich. Sequenced by J. Marques.
|Perhaps you want a moment for reflection
Or a glimpse of someone's struggles with perfection.
Even greyhounds need a clear, still light
To bring them to the precipice of night.
Rest here, then, where joys and sorrows blend;
Yearning needs no goal and has no end.
Be like a bell, and let me be your tongue:
Nor can I know what words will strike your ears:
Give my poems the courtesy of space;
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon
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