d-pend,

Some will protest at my inclusion of notes before the body of the poem itself ...

No they won't. They'd have to be idiots ... OK, maybe a few then.

Dan, your essay was itself, beautiful.

As a chef, that passion is the fire whose touch imbues substance with its ability to bestow sustenance.

Damn ... I wish I'd written that.

Great insights all.

I listened to the D-Sound version. There's an "electric quality," like a "reverberation," as you recite. I take it that is some sort of production voodoo.

I'd be curious to hear this poem recited in different ways for the sake of comparison. That is, with different pauses causing different prosody.

Quill