Friday, December 16, 2016

Rocking Chair

My neighbours moved and left me a rocking-chair.
Did I move too?
My friends' shadows weave stories through my dreams.

I thought I wouldn't stay
I'd meant to leave
I thought I'd be the first

But I've been sitting in my old rocking-chair,
saying farewell.

Thursday, February 24, 2011

"Of what shall I write?"

Could I spend my career
In a state all-a-fear,
Of which topic to choose
From all those far and near?

"Of what shall I write?" I'll write,
A broad topic with no end insight ...
Yet, on this subject I've nothing to lose -
So in indecision then I'll delight!

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

In search of Verisimilitude

Verses, Similes (Smiles?), and Attitude all in one

Music, like mathematics - is it created, or found - (will we ever be done?)

To pair together reality, if it exists, and our rendering of it,
a perpetual re-cycling, with influential process and output,
is something profound.

(To rhyme, truthfully, perhaps it-must-be-in-the-nude.)

Friday, April 16, 2010

Regarding: Relativity - Rubato - Rhythm - Rightness...

Since: the right note is, by definition, at the right time;


The right note

at the wrong time,

just a wrong note,

... ?


A wrong note

at the right time -

might be


Monday, January 25, 2010

Yoga for Violinists

Continue I to practise long enough,
My OM will be (- in Carnegie?!?) ... er ... up to snuff:

You see, I'll be a yogi!
A flexible old fogey -

Tough licks, limericks I'll play, ne'er gruff.

Friday, December 11, 2009

To... Sir,

Dear Mr. van Beethoven,

what rhymeth with thy name?
Be it to thee, sir, and beh'oven,
that so few words sound the same?

(If this might be a game
we play - I'd choose, beyond 'interwoven',
to say the musical frame,
and the written are nearly uncloven ...
(and no-one's to blame
it'll be fore'er unproven.))

Still, why is it your given name, "Ludwig",
presents a challenge yet more truly big?