Sounds swoon Kora talks in voices of West African djelis wind blowing through strings feeds me, feeds me with sounds of choir dissolve words into soun
Sounds swoon
Kora talks
in voices of West African
djelis
wind blowing through
strings
feeds me, feeds me
with sounds of choir
dissolve words into sounds
scat a a tat do do just dat
A silence in presence
a divinity in devotion
beyond time
#smallpoems
#foolingwithwords
Found Poem from Kurtis Lamkin



