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The Alexander / Robinson Guitar Duo - Poem |
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After our performance at the Wiltshire Jazz Festival 2009 one member of the audience was inspired to write a poem which she has kindly allowed us to reproduce here.
Jazz Guitars at DintonThe drops fall on my forehead Acid drops, beads of sweetness The notes spring joyously We take the magic in through our skin. At the barn's open door In the moist evening Foxgloves rise to the Green abandon of wisteria The birdsong through the rain Not as piercing, less delightful Than the bright essence showering us. We lift our faces to it.
For Charles Alexander and Andy Robinson
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