On hearing Mozart following the death of a dear friend #poetry

It had been a day heavy with rain:the clouds, in pregnant billowsspilling sorrows from a skymourning the death of a dear friend. But at day’s end, the clouds parted enoughto outfit a whole Navy, as the sunbestowed its blessing* on the hills to which I drove, radio playing Over the waves, staccato dancingover static, music […]

On hearing Mozart following the death of a dear friend #poetry

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