my 1st ever poem published as ode to Alanis in the pill issue 3 Alanis morrissette zine in late 96
THE TRAGEDY OF SONG
She sings in such hushed vocal tones one second, ...
then she shatters glass in an attack of tragic beauty the next.
The truths and traumas of life seem so real and painful when her voice glides over them,
after all, isn’t this the life that you and I and her live?
We are all in the same boat on this rough ocean at the mercy of the gale.
If we have faith in ourselves we will reach the shore.
Well, like you and me, she has got there and now she sings about the battle to get there and then to live your life when you do.
THE TRAGEDY OF SONG
She sings in such hushed vocal tones one second, ...
then she shatters glass in an attack of tragic beauty the next.
The truths and traumas of life seem so real and painful when her voice glides over them,
after all, isn’t this the life that you and I and her live?
We are all in the same boat on this rough ocean at the mercy of the gale.
If we have faith in ourselves we will reach the shore.
Well, like you and me, she has got there and now she sings about the battle to get there and then to live your life when you do.
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