I remember
carved phrases in the air
the music sea dashed with yellow
ivory seahorses
waft, roared or hushed
alabaster clefts
old pauses, wax cathedrals
brandy afternoons in blond sunshine
crossing bar-lines, agonizing rubato seeming
keeping strict time
the flame of time leaping

Who blew out those worlds within me,
sunless gardens,
empty palaces?