ALAN NORDSTROM'S BLOG
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Thursday, February 18, 2010
SYNCHRONY
Fixated by the bright blonde violist
Performing just to Leon Fleisher’s right
In calf-length leather boots and wholly blissed
By Mozart’s
Jupiter
in all its might,
He basked in beauties of both sound and sight.
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ALAN NORDSTROM
Licensed Verse Practitioner anordstrom@rollins.edu