Broken Music
By Mihran Kalaydjian, CHA
Consultant, Strategist, and Writer
Broken Music
The mother will not turn, who thinks she hears Her nursling’s speech first grow articulate; But breathless with averted eyes elate She sits, with open lips and open ears, That it may call her twice. ‘Mid doubts and fears Thus oft my soul has hearkened; till the song, A central moan for days, at length found tongue, And…
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