Traditions: Celebrate Heritage

As if entranced, I paused to gazed upon these well-worn ivory keys and ebony, Though under glass, this once-blank slate lives on, For all to see, artistic legacy. I see each famed “John Hancock” on these keys Perhaps the greatest tribute to the man, Star-studded, world-renowned, celebrities, They surely, were in awe, with pen in hand. […]

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Concert Day

Getting ready for tonight’s concert, with anticipation and focus.  Concert dress is ready, the music has been reviewed and organized, with tricky passages highlighted. Even a bad hair day like today, with non-stop downpours, can’t diminish my excitement and anticipation. You’d think, after all these years, I’d grow weary of this, but I am still […]

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Sleepless

I couldn’t sleep last night, though I knew I should.  With each passing hour, I recalculated how many hours of sleep I might be able to squeeze in before dawn. In desperation, I played a self hypnosis podcast that should have lulled me into relaxation.  It didn’t. At 3:00 am, resigned to being wide awake, I […]

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Moon-Star

Amid the noise, distractions of these days, I oft begin to sense the churn, my head aching, tightening, gripping me in waves of undulating urgency and dread. The pundits and prognosticators plead, Conspiracies abound with buzz and malice, And failing to rebuke the blaring bleats, I turn in early; sleep should bring some solace. But […]

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Burnt Orange

Between the ink-black night and brand new day, Before the bright white sun’s in blinding play, Burnt orange sliver, then a band, seeps through, The light year, far-off fire flames anew, The solar star so distant, yet, the key, to who and why and whence we came to be. 🌅 Photo Friday:  ORANGE

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Beyond the Steam

Preparing for the concert, mind is filled, My spirit chimes with measures, harmonies, An un-trite, polyphonic mesh, but still My aim: maybe to learn these melodies. To ease my pre-show nerves and soothe my knees, Bubbles, soft and warm, pile high and light, In scorching tub, a sign ‘mid clouds of steam, While taking in […]

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Curtain Call

We stand alert and waiting, muscles tight, Our eyes burn, focused on the stand like rays of sunlight, magnified and bright As Maestro takes the stage, baton in hand. A thousand hours since I first began rehearsing brilliant music, t’was my choice, A single “sop’ performing with this clan Always the goal; to help with […]

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A Musician’s Notebook: Making a Rainbow

This is a beautiful and special place. Each summer, a prep school campus of rolling, green hills, clear mountain air, and rippling streams, nestled at the foot of Mt. Everett in Sheffield Massachusetts, becomes a backdrop to artistic achievement and expression. Although I’ve been participating since 1991, I still marvel at the unique experience that is […]

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Weekly Photo Challenge: Letters

This series of photographs is posted in response to the prompt “letters“. Upon first glance, these two photos, are a welcome banner and a logo on a cap.  For me, though, when I look at these photos,  I am instantly transported to the mountains of Sheffield Massachusetts, where each summer I participate in joyous music […]

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Silent Eloquence

Looking out over the expanse of neatly arranged chairs, that in a few hours will be teeming with concert-goers, the stark contrast is clear. This anticipatory lull is prelude to a great crescendo of excitement. It’s as if calm before the storm; the lows needed to appreciate the highs; the darkness to welcome the light […]

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