Untragic Magic

A Poem by Pete

My body was the organ and channel of melody, as a flute is of the music that is breathed through it. - Thoreau

Thoreau with his flute

piano keys cry

bold clarinets wonder why

hearts revel and fly

© 2026 Pete

Author's Note

"The echo is, to some extent, an original sound, and therein is the magic and charm of it. It is not merely a repetition of what was worth repeating in the bell, but partly the voice of the wood; the same trivial words and notes sung by a wood-nymph." - Thoreau

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Added on February 5, 2026
Last Updated on February 5, 2026

Author

Pete

Boston, MA

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I love reading, writing, music, nature, God and feeling emotion, not necessarily in that order. To me, these things go hand in hand. My favorite writer is Henry David Thoreau. I think he was a geni.. more..