Naïve Melody

Beauty and music are not mere traits and exceptions. They are the rule and character. It is the exception that we see and hear. - Thoreau

another place

another time

another supercilious rhyme

another unconvictable crime

an unarmed felony

consider me the victim of a naïve melody

Author's Note

“What is there in music that it should so stir our deeps? We are all ordinarily in a state of desperation; such is our life; ofttimes it drives us to suicide. To how many, perhaps to most, life is barely tolerable, and if it were not for the fear of death or of dying, what a multitude would immediately commit suicide! But let us hear a strain of music, we are at once advertised of a life which no man had told us of, which no preacher preaches. Suppose I try to describe faithfully the prospect which a strain of music exhibits to me. The field of my life becomes a boundless plain, glorious to tread, with no death nor disappointment at the end of it. All meanness and trivialness disappear. I become adequate to any deed. No particulars survive this expansion; persons do not survive it. In the light of this strain there is no thou nor I. We are actually lifted above ourselves.” - Thoreau

Reviews

[Thomas W Case]

Brilliant work, Pete. I always look forward to your new poems.