“What beauty in this the darkest music
over which you can hear the lightest music of human behavior,
the tender connection between men and galaxies”
Jim Harrison
a little night music is serenade
even coming from the darkest hours, not leaden
nor laden with disturbance of discordancy
such that a horrid dream’s hiatus brings
albeit welcome, the interruption leaves us holding back
we must relay the ghost in a series of replays
dodecaphonic demons of the Id are not for our ears
broadcast them across the galaxies perhaps
another’s planetary night might just sound thus
meanwhile God gifted moonlit moods to Nocturnes
to the small hands of a virtuoso pianist
hesitant as broken chords, breathy to the last
Notes:
Opening lines reference to Mozart’s Eine kleine Nachtmusik
Dodecaphonic – the hard to hear twelve-note composition of Schoenberg
Chopin wrote 21 Nocturnes – listen
Joining in with Jilly’s prompts from Jim Harrison Day 7 of 28 Days of Unreality
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