Unaccompanied young voices sang in sanguine harmony Chords locked in colors, melody pure as heaven The sun clouds wind trees moved beautifully, as one organism Light through a skylight into a university concert hall The world, the day grew perfect Perfect in sound and substance And gratefulness grew until there was no “I” left There … Continue reading "Snapshot: University Choral Concert"
Trees, those friends and lovers, stand apart, and maybe branches touch; they grow each on their own, and do not think of others overmuch, I wish for them good health, and sun, and rain, and where not rain, some dew; the same way that I wish for all that … Continue reading "Trees"
I occasionally get asked to post me playing the piano: attached is a performance from earlier today of a Scherzo by Edvard Grieg. The sound quality is … an iPad set on record. But it gets the idea across.
Only in sleep I see their faces, Children I played with when I was a child, Louise comes back with her brown hair braided, Annie with ringlets warm and wild. Only in sleep Time is forgotten— What may have come to them, who can know? Yet we played last night as long ago, And the … Continue reading "“Only In Sleep” by Sara Teasdale and Ēriks Ešenvalds"
he tried, but there’s an end to every game, and while days seem the same, from inside, there is one that’s not like other days he lacked, and knew he’d always ever lack, he didn’t have the knack, for inside, he found one who was turned side-aways for help, he couldn’t reach; for … Continue reading "then he laid down"
always bringing joy, and comfort – and still here, always (The below is a clip of me playing the last movement of a Haydn piano sonata, mistakes and all. – Owen)
I thought mountains and swans of fire were swallowing the world. The ocean roiled, the spray splattered, and the rain came in sideways. I ran drenched, no hand one holding, back to a car that smelled like a wet rug. I backed the old Ford out to the highway, turning the feebly lit dial, until I … Continue reading "Swans of Fire / Riding"
He seeks to balm his past...
This goes with a shout out to Miss Evelyn over at her blog and this post.