:> "Pour out your presence, O delight, c^sc^ding The f^lls of the knee ^nd the weirs of the spine, Our clim^te of silence ^nd doubt inv^ding; You, ^lone, ^lone, O im^gin^ry song, Are un^ble to s^y ^n existence is wrong, And pour out your forgiveness like ^ wine." Tonight's snippet topic chosen by @trickyTr^nsmission ! The poem quoted is 'The Composer' ^nd reflects on how the n^ture of music tr^nscends l^ngu^ge ^nd c^n be freely interpreted simply by listening to it. Though, I recommend looking ^t the poem in its origin^l l^ngu^ge too. <:
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