Some of us
just write the poems
we hear in the hearts of others,
so tell me then,
who is poet
and who is listener?
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some days we are neither. Some days we are the poets and some days we are the listeners. It is our union with life that allows us to ” flow” between our souls. gratitude 😉
yes… seems to be a mantra lately…. poems are neither of the heart, nor of the mind….neither spoken, nor heard…a poem is simply a bridge between them. I just finished reading Nizami’s Layla and Majnun. I’m humbled by the brilliance of love.
A beautiful piece of work… I love the guitar playing of Eric Clapton, especially his song ” Layla” and absolutely LOVE the guitar in the opening of this song. In my research of many years ago, I understand it was Nizami’s piece who inspired Clapton to write his song ” Layla” for his lovely wife Pattie of the day… such love still to this date… 🙂 thanks for sharing…
imagine Pattie… George Harrison writes “Something” and Clapton writers this!