I’ve always loved this little snippet of poetry by Gerald Massey (1828–1907):
Not by appointment do we meet Delight
And Joy; they heed not our expectancy;
But round some corner of the streets of life
They, on a sudden, clasp us with a smile.
—from The Bridegroom of Beauty
And I believe when you round that corner and unexpectedly run into Mister Delight or Miss Joy, you simply must stop and take heed.
So here’s something delightful for all you writers out there. The piece is called “The Typewriter” and was composed in 1953 by Leroy Anderson, who wrote pops orchestral pieces (“short, light concert pieces” according to Wikipedia). Enjoy!
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