After Isaiah 24
The tambourine
man played
his song, and
his songs,
jangling our ears
and eyes
with his music,
until he slowed
and stopped,
dropping his tambourine
to the floor. He
looked at us
in surprise, in
pain, as if he had
forgotten the
notes and the words,
music sliding
from his memory
and ours until
only silence
remained.
Photograph by Lilla Frerichs via Public
Domain Pictures. Used with permission.
1 comment:
I enjoyed reading.
Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.
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