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SONG OF THE WEEK
'Waiting Room' by
THE SUGAR DAMES
THE SUGAR DAMES
ARTIST OF THE WEEK
COMMENTS AND PROMOTION
JAHMINGS
MACCOW
MACCOW
LE MAXQUE
LUCY BONILLA
CLAIR STRUTT
J.R. MCCARTHY: Neda Agha
Soltan
The Dip - The Key to Success in
the Music Biz
Author Blasts Critic With a Tweet
THE TAKING OF PELHAM
1,2,3
Soltan
The Dip - The Key to Success in
the Music Biz
Author Blasts Critic With a Tweet
THE TAKING OF PELHAM
1,2,3
Sonnet for the Suddenly Dead
At once, we'll see if brave, newborn belief
will wrap around the truth, or fall to shreds:
now all your untold sins, you freshly dead
may have to be erased by tears of grief.
Perhaps I too may die at crack of dusk
with secret smile upon my true love's bed,
or in my daughter's lap, my silver head
as sisters sing, will sag, return to dust.
I'll miss the Wedding days of every heir,
but punctuate exchange of sacred vows:
for they will praise my memory,while theirs
(the lapse betrayed by sweat, and creasing
brows)
can’t find my face. And they will mumble
prayers
which may or may not make things better
now.
JR McCarthy
At once, we'll see if brave, newborn belief
will wrap around the truth, or fall to shreds:
now all your untold sins, you freshly dead
may have to be erased by tears of grief.
Perhaps I too may die at crack of dusk
with secret smile upon my true love's bed,
or in my daughter's lap, my silver head
as sisters sing, will sag, return to dust.
I'll miss the Wedding days of every heir,
but punctuate exchange of sacred vows:
for they will praise my memory,while theirs
(the lapse betrayed by sweat, and creasing
brows)
can’t find my face. And they will mumble
prayers
which may or may not make things better
now.
JR McCarthy
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