Strings

October 16, 2017
By , Cambridge, MA

There is a crescendo on the score
I believe it has been there before
yet somehow it evades my gaze
a hairpin in a music maze
I cannot see the downwards crown
which notes my horsehair should go down
the sharps and flats the page,
always incur the maestro's rage
for my tiny mind can’t see,
they have been tuned imperfectly.






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