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A Short Poem About Vinyl

Sound, in motion on the platter
Around and around at thirty-three
and a third revolutions per minute
Through the needle to my ears
Warm and deep, with crackles and pops

The static and the clicks
coming from the dust is my favorite part
It makes the sound seem so delicate
like it could fall and shatter

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Free verse
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Hello, Michael,
A lovely bit of nostalgia with this. I realize vinyl is returning, but I'm assuming there are no crackles and pops and static as back in the day. I especially like your title. It fits the poem perfectly - straight to the point, but almost in homage.
Thank you!

What a fabulous dedication to what can only be described as the best way to listen to disco music! You can't beat the olden day machines in my opinion, I can't understand anything of today's technology, and I am only in my 40's!
Bring me back to the seventies any day and that's just what you have done today. As always, a pleasure Sir.

Thank you...Teddy

to my ears. Warm and deep with crackles and pops.
The static and clicks coming from the dust is my favorite part
It makes the sound seem so delicate, like it could fall and shatter."

You have captured the sound of an album playing softly. With my eyes closed
and waiting for the oblivion of sleep; I remember many nights of alone
and not caring, because I had the company of some of the world's greatest music.

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