© Marie Marshall
Click on the poem if you would like to learn a little about how I write. Or go here.
Love the second line, one of my favourites this one.
It’s a sound-image I have from listening to Andres Segovia. In his old recordings. Occasionally you can hear little abrasive sounds as the fingers of his left hand travel up and down the fretboard.
Gorgeous, gorgeous, gorgeous!!!
*looks round to see who just came in.
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