“It was her voice that made The sky acutest at its vanishing. She measured to the hour its solitude. She was the… — Wallace Stevens Copy Share Image
Meanwhile music pounded / across hearts opening every valve to the desperate drama of being / a self in a song. — Anne Carson Copy Share Image
Note to self: Not every song that I have stuck in my head is appropriate to sing out loud in public. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
It excites me when a person puts their whole self in a song or rhyme, or instrument. It fills me. — Jill Scott Copy Share Image
Note to self: not every song that I h ave stuck in my head is appropriate to sing out loud in public. — Ester Escalante Copy Share Image
