Tag Archives: T.S. Elliot

Quiver

Quiverby Michael DoyleI reach for words from a quiver of choices,Drowning in a wave of three kinds of voices.This, then, is what makes up the poet’s armoryAnd the choices made make for dissonance or harmony.I find myself talking to me … Continue reading

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Another New Song Sung

Another New Song Sungby Michael Doyle The troubled midnight and the moon’s repose                      (La figlia Che Piange – T. S. Elliot)Made me think of song I’ve yet to composeToo many … Continue reading

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