The songs that had never been, suddenly are, and existed only once

I know a world I do not knowIt impulses in me melodies I do not knowwhich I gently succumb to and the singing begins—- at homeon the streetin a wagonI sing as if delighting on a classic of yesteryear though the tune and its rhythm have never existed before deliveranceIn Melody and rhythm, it carries… Continue reading The songs that had never been, suddenly are, and existed only once