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Duet of Singing Poems

By John I. Blair

Vocal One

SOMETIMES I SING SO LOUDLY

Sometimes
I sing so loudly
I drown out the piano.
Maybe I should stop and listen.
Maybe if I did, Iíd hear the others
Singing sweetly all around me.
Iíd hear the music of the spheres,
The universe, existence, divine being,
As the world makes its processional
About the sun.

©2004 John I. Blair

Vocal Two

NOTHING WRONG WITH SINGING LOUD

I sing too loud,
Or so Iím told.
But singing like a bird is what I do,
Singing boldly, like it really matters,
Like my life, my world depends upon my song.

I invest my entire body,
My pumping chest, my pulsing blood,
My tensing, flexing muscles, racing mind,
Articulated cheeks, lips, tongue,
Flinging my feelings to the air.

And I donít really care about a listener;
My songís a self-sufficient goal,
For Iím never quite so sure
I have a soul
As when Iím singing.

©2004 John I. Blair

Presentation of Blair's two poems on singing arranged by editor.
 

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