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April 19, 2021

I read: “Classical music came… in a smooth, muted flow”
And I pause,
What classic is ever smooth or muted?
Nothing becomes classic
Without emotion!
(You roll your eyes, and I wonder
How I am:
My tastes older
than most living
and yet, I am a youth.)

Stravinky’s Firebird, Danse Infernale--
a dance of fire--
Can you not hear the danger,
In the frantic brass?
(and yes, the brass are frantic, their lips burning. What a piece!)

In comparison, this modern stuff
Is smooth
and muted.
Can you not hear? The same
four chords, played over
and over
and over
and over
and over.

You claim you care not, never tiring
of the one verse played a hundred times
(You know too little to say, “Like Vivaldi.”)
You question, who am I
To lecture
On classics
While writing in free verse?

Too true, I attempt 
to emulate my peers.
But I still prefer
to avoid 
this medium of expression:

Free Verse
It means
From works that, like jewels
Glitter and glimmer in every age.
For human hearts pump
The same
Anytime, anywhere.

To claim that new hearts
Beat with new times
And no rhythm
To tear away the tennis net.
To declare the best of times.
—the eternal stamp of every age—
Proves that this new
Cannot disprove the old.
And will be
Someday, somewhere


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1 Comment
  • Nyla

    I love the message and the way you presented it! "Nothing becomes classic/Without emotion!" was my favourite line and "can you not hear? The same/four chords, played over" was hilarious and really true!

    5 months ago