Tuesday, January 16, 2018

Metz 3/4

"Grace"

Desire, in the middle of a crescendo,
misread as
stacks of speakers, cables and pedals;
levers and knobs, electric pick ups
DISTORTION
all designed with my volume in mind

but

it's supposed to be a single note aloft after
covering this -
exposing that -
a soft breeze adjusted with my lips.
He doesn't know how to lift out the note;
To draw deep breath for four counts
and use full lungs to play
Pianissimo in timeless measures;
to breathe through something
that's not based on power;
To sight read the sheet music and understand
when to stop.

He's not watching the conductor and
     What a shame 
The conductor's not watching me.

2 comments:

  1. This feels really timely, you could do a lot with this if you wanted to run with it. Those last 3 lines are pretty killer, too.

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  2. "to breathe through something
    that's not based on power;"

    ^Strong!

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Thanks for playing along at home!

1 month down and some new poems in your pocket. Here's to lookin' forward to the rest of 2018, folks.