Wednesday, 6 January 2021

On Listening to Oistrakh Playing Prokofiev.

 


Only a note, or two at most, are needed,

Before the brain is calm with satisfaction,

And intellectual stimulation, leaves behind

Deep peace, like God, washed all about the brain,

One feels refreshed, as after summer rain

And highly complex music has succeeded,

Where other types of human interaction

Have left me cold or left no trace upon my mind.



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