This is one of my favorite poems. Like my book, "A Week of Years" the story wrapped around this one really enhances its meaning. I plan to share that story soon. In the meantime, hope you enjoy the imagery. There is a lot of it for a reason.
If you've never heard her sing, you've missed one of the most beautiful voices to grace our modern world...and one of music's more tragic stories. " Over the Rainbow " is the song that made Eva famous half a decade after her death. " Waly Waly " is my own favorite, but I have an audiophile's dream of a stereo system that lets me appreciate every wonderful nuance of her voice. What's the real story on Eva Cassidy? Check out this Interview Her voice inspired me to write... Eva Single, small, shyly shining star You drifted through dark firmaments Here and then too soon gone, but your voice Fresh as morning’s dew Beautiful as angel’s dreams, With seeming effortless perfection Crystal clear cascades of expression For all to hear, hold dear, keep near sings still and so Within your gentle genius Our soul’s caresses.