My Music
I will have music, I will, I will.
Music of drumming, the roar in the drum
that comes between the hitting sticks
constant and nowhere as lions in darkness.
I will have roaring. I will have singing
like green sap sticks in the stinging fire,
shrill, shrill, and sweet to kill,
I will have high loud singing, I will.
I will drum the roar till I break the drumhead.
I will sing shrill till the fire's dead.
Ursula K. Le Guin
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