2 | "Fugue of the refugee" [villanelle / elegy]

You favored the ways the word finds a differing music
where it doesn't quite fit   it fits more wonderfully
I'll play you a song that's mutedly John-Phillip-Sousic

the ecstatics abandoned the self   for they were enthusic
the rain leaves the cloud   all hushed or thunderously
you favored the ways the word finds a differing music

refusing the fuse of refuse   is the refusenik
but the fugue of the refugee   plays under the tree
let me whistle a song that's mutedly John-Phillip-Sousic

the absence of news is good news   to the non-newsic
but for newshounds and newsies   the novel is pure poetry
you favored the ways the word finds a differing music

the gainful are game   while loss belongs to the loseic
and the music?   the Muse is amused by the waves of the sea
I would play you a song that's mutedly John-Phillip-Sousic

things fall apart   at the time when they fail to be gluesic
they're assembled afresh   at Elmer's cosmic factory
you favored the ways the word finds a differing music
now I'll play you a song that's mutedly John-Phillip-Sousic



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This is a second villanelle-elegy in memory of the poet Lynne Beyer. The first in the sequence is:
heel to toe ("till the days of blogging")