NaPoWriMo day 18. This was inspired by Linda G. Hill’s Stream-of-Consciousness Saturday and Fandango’s one-word challenge.
Practicing social distancing,
Practicing these guidelines.
Maybe I could practice
Piano again; even in this
Quarantine the music
Has not played from my fingers.
I have seen virtual
Orchestras and choirs
Zooming into living rooms
Bringing joy, sounding glorious:
To play piano music
Could sing much joy,
And connect myself to the
Past, ripped from under us.
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I sense the very real feeling here. And those words “Connect myself to the past ripped from us” says it all. Very poignant
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Music transcends time. Poetry does too–but music also transcends language. It speaks directly to our emotions. It’s never too late to reconnect with something we love.
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What a powerful piece. Nicely done.
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