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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535586" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Glenn Gould In Heaven Does Lament</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535586" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Here the chipped ivory is only cloud.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535586" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The Instrument, too very old, is Archetype.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535586" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Strings of gold do not a music make.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535586" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">A lyre presses sterilely into where once</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535586" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">was crotch.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535586" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Crotchless, music is useless here.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535586" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">So am I. No one listens.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535586" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>The only passion is the Christ's</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535586" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">and that's all passed.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535586" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Crowds are overtaken taking cue</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535586" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">from Hosts Divine with Hosannahs</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535586" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">of obligation clinical: </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535586" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Holy. Holy. Holy.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535586" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>I miss Canada.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535586" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Cold. Precise. Canada.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535586" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Icicles there hear better what is played.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535586" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Bitter wind cracks the fingers' skein.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535586" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Each note is pain. There's blood.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535586" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Let us rejoice what is in scarlet shed.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535586" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Let us praise its iron.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535586" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Let its oxidation in us reign.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535586" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">O lead us all to right ruin.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535586" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Roll in the coagulate burden then, </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535586" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">the Piano Grand.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535586" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Delight the last name, my own, rhymes</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535586" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">with 'wood' almost, a nuance in a minor</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535586" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">key, that from which the Instrument is made.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535586" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And my little chair.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535586" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Little chair. Hold me, pray.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535586" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Let there be, crouched again, </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535586" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">one last time, play and play.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535586" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Let knees press close to chest near, </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535586" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">knees there do pray.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535586" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>All of me is Agency become.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535586" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Music there is in fingers latency, </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535586" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">theirs deserve all waking praise.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Warren+Falcon">Warren Falcon</a></strong></div>