a memory of my father

a worker in brass, my father was.
in felt, and silver, too:
a sax is then a different thing
for me as (prob’ly) you

for hours and hours out in his shop —
i still recall it clear —
my father would work with bits of brass,
and make music
appear

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4 Thoughts to “a memory of my father

  1. I would love to learn more about your fathers instrument making. That’s pretty special! Especially working the bore of the instrument to get the tone color/quality and intonation wanted.

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