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Greg McVerry

Sounds swoon
Kora talks
in voices of West African
djelis
wind blowing through
strings
feeds me, feeds me
with sounds of choir
dissolve words into sounds
scat a a tat do do just dat
A silence in presence
a divinity in devotion
beyond time


Found Poem from Kurtis Lamkin

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