I am honoured to be invited to be a guest editor of ToBoS. I am a musician - one who is as likely to be inspired by the sounds of nature, wind and water as by notes and beats. These natural rhythms have inspired poets too, as in Yeats's "The Lake Isle of Innisfree" - listen to those sounds and "hear them in your deep heart's core".
W B Yeats - The Lake Isle of Innisfree
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made:
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee,
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.
And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight's all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet's wings.
I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart's core.