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
Photograph by Lilla Frerichs via Public Domain Pictures. Used with permission.
I enjoyed reading.
Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.
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