I Am in Need of Music

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--Description: 20th C, Bishop E., Music, Sleep--

I am in need of music that would flow

Over my fretful, feeling fingertips,

Over my bitter-tainted, trembling lips,

With melody, deep, clear, and liquid-slow.

Oh, for the healing swaying, old and low,

Of some song sung to rest the tired dead,

A song to fall like water on my head,

And over quivering limbs, dream flushed to glow!

There is a magic made by melody:

A spell of rest, and quiet breath, and cool

Heart, that sinks through fading colors deep

To the subaqueous stillness of the sea,

And floats forever in a moon-green pool,

Held in the arms of rhythm and of sleep.

Elizabeth Bishop

--Did You Know:  Bishop  was an American poet and writer. She was the Poet Laureate of the United States from 1949 to 1950, and a Pulitzer Prize winner in 1956.

--Word of the Day: lychnobite (LIK-nuh-byt), noun
Meaning: One who works at night and sleeps during the day.
Example: "Before the enfeebled of the dull-eyed lychnobite of the press could succumb to its influence, the cheerful voice of the magician awoke him."
(Observer Journal (Dunkirk, New York); Nov 5, 1887.)

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