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Connections: May 8.18

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I don’t know how to play it

wouldn’t know where to begin

and yet it beams out a gravity

much like a rolling pin

or terracotta flowerpot

pruners, or a hoe

piano or organ keyboard,

a scraper for bread dough,

a pad of lined blank paper

a pen, an artist brush

they make my fingers eager

they give me a head rush

with primal primitive instinct

my fingers stretch, reach out

but it’s really my very self

the pull is all about.

Certain things there are

that, silent, speak to me

make my fingers restless

to do, to make, to be.

 

More thanks to the S.W. Berg Photo Archives.

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7 thoughts on “Connections: May 8.18

  1. The difference is you have musical talent when you look at it. When I look at it, I see a beautiful piece of wood. 🙂

    • Ah, but suppose that beautiful wood was a sewing machine. I suspect you have the same kind of response when you see a needle, a piece of fabric, a quilt, not to mention the hoe, the trowel and the seed packet — I bet all those things make your fingers tingle the same way mine do. Different talents with sewing and music, yes, but I’m betting the exact same impulse: we want to dig in and MAKE something, be it music, a quilt, or a garden. Are we cursed or blessed?

  2. Blessed, no doubt about it. I was wondering what the towel was for… drying hot fingers after a session of dancing along the strings perhaps, or to keep the strings from playing tunes of their own while it is being moved?

    • Both your guesses are as good as mine. I wondered too, and I did some googling but didn’t come away informed. Maybe it goes between the instrument and the bassist’s shoulder if that’s where it’s balanced. I will my consult my cellist granddaughter.

    • My granddaughter tells me that the rag is a special cloth for wiping the rosin off the strings after the instrument is played; the rosin comes from the bow. Now we know!

  3. Just a note about the concert in which the instrument was played. There was a piece done, American Concerto, by Kathryn & Kim Kluge that was one of the most powerful, meaningful pieces of music I have heard. Your thoughts, as always, bring the same urge to create.

    • Thank you! Not just for the compliment, but for giving another dimension to the image. Thinking of your response to the music makes the instrument more of what it is — a voice.

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