• Amelie Pelletier

Confinement diary. Day 14

29.03.20. Day # 14.

Blue because this period of time is an unusual story.

Listening. Amy Lowell.

 ’T is you that are the music, not your song.

  The song is but a door which, opening wide,

  Lets forth the pent-up melody inside,

Your spirit’s harmony, which clear and strong

Sing but of you. Throughout your whole life long

  Your songs, your thoughts, your doings, each divide

  This perfect beauty; waves within a tide,

Or single notes amid a glorious throng.

  The song of earth has many different chords;

Ocean has many moods and many tones

  Yet always ocean. In the damp Spring woods

The painted trillium smiles, while crisp pine cones

  Autumn alone can ripen. So is this

  One music with a thousand cadences. 

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