“Write a poem that … describes different times in which you’ve heard the same band or piece of music across your lifetime.” (https://www.napowrimo.net/day-thirty-11/)
My music lingers, in
my mind, my memory, my ears.
My music maintains meaning
down through all these years.
Music’s meaning may change,
age reveals new aspects.
New music enters my life,
new ways for meanings to connect.
A favorite song then,
years later, what was I
thinking? A favorite song
now, maybe someday to defy
its own meaning, as life
changes, music changes,
meaning changes. This is
the glory of how music ranges
The full spectrum of
human being, how it speaks
of the complexity of our
selves, our nadirs and peaks.
My music lingers,
long and lovely, loud
then quiet, soft and strident,
joyous, mourning, unbowed.
John the Librarian 