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I am a single note, sounding but once And not sustained, a transient passing tone Too briefly audible for resonance, One moment's quick vibration, quickly flown— Not a suspension, bold to stand alone, Alien and strange to the prevailing chord, Subsiding into consonance, yet known Distinct in selfhood—I have not explored Some fresh key's flavor, nor can I afford The thrusting dominant's drive to rest again Upon the keynote, certainty restored. I'm one slight scratch from the Composer's pen,
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© 1995, Donn Taylor
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Donn Taylor led an Infantry rifle platoon in the Korean War, served with Army aviation in Vietnam, and worked with air reconnaissance in Europe and Asia. Afterward, he completed a PhD degree at The University of Texas and taught English literature at two liberal arts colleges.
He lives near Houston, Texas, where he writes fiction, poetry, and articles on current topics.