Here you will find the Poem The barren music of a word or phrase, of poet Christopher Morley
THE barren music of a word or phrase, The futile arts of syllable and stress, He sought. The poetry of common days He did not guess. The simplest, sweetest rhythms life affords- Unselfish love, true effort truly done, The tender themes that underlie all words- He knew not one. The human cadence and the subtle chime Of little laughters, home and child and wife, He knew not. Artist merely in his rhyme, Not in his life.
