Beethoven’s Tuning Fork

Byron Beynon

A memory within music,
a ripening
with vineyards overgrown,
and your mind’s ear in tune;
alert with days
you look through a small window
at strangers,
the relentless wave-pulse,
uncorked knowledge
on a journey
through a territory
where time gathers
shards of meaning.
A frustration of the heart’s
burning sound,
your quiet breath of power
blurring with the grey rain.


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