The Little Clavier ' |
Each poem
is a miniature makeshift
piano; they're all
tuned slightly
differently,
a bit beat up, perhaps,
with a few misplaced, broken
strings,
but it's the best we've got;
we do not play,
but simply
push the pedals down,
sitting quietly,
listening to the strings
resonate or sing,
giving back
voices
hidden within
the marvelous sea of chaos
that surrounds us.