Sidney Lanier (1842-81), himself a distinguished flutist, was also a creator of music in poetry. Only the first two and last stanzas of the poem are reproduced here owing to length. See how he does it through poetic devices. The analysis at the foot of the poem may help you.

A WEE RUN TAE START MA DAY CHEERS.

Life sings, world listens…

Another writing assignment from my poetry class.

I think a poem should talk you and each person hears different things and sees different images. What you see and hear is up to you.

Story about a little girl who grows up to become a great flutist.

A poem written while listening to classical music during a winter storm.

We are all dancers dancing the trance of Nature. What we make of it Co-creates the existance of our Wonderful World.

The fate of the flute.

The fate of the flute.