Rediscovering StereoA Poem by Tony Noon
So much of late has been
about vital signs. About us celebrating the weakest pulse. So much of the music has been heard. Playing crudely across water it fails to charm. Suddenly we are finding feet, revelling in sound. That clatter from ear to ear. Deep as oceans. Tony Noon
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