Mornings in The Mist

As summertime returns I feel a sense of something missing, ne’er to be again, My Sheffield mornings, fogged-in valleys drenched in mist, ‘neath Berkshire mountain chain. These memories will ever play, repeat, To make me smile, each time I feel the damp of dewy grasses, wet beneath my feet, My spirit warmed again, as at […]

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Anticipation

She bathes and sets her hair, and hums Faure  Her nails fresh polished, trimmed and prepped, “Dona Nobis”, counting in her head, “Keep it light and airy”, Maestro said, Her music rearranged in concert form, Her stockings laid out neatly, ‘side the dress Her necklace – pearls (of course), and earring studs, Unlabeled bottle ready […]

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Happy Birthday, Lenny!

Today, after a season of rehearsals and an especially tricky rehearsal schedule (thanks to Mother Nature and several Nor’easters that descended upon our area) we in the Masterwork Chorus, under the direction of Chris Shepard, are primed to wish Leonard Bernstein a Happy 100th Birthday, by presenting  selections from his vast catalogue of diverse works. […]

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The Morning After

I woke up this morning and the first thought that crossed my mind was “It’s over”! The many weeks spent in preparation, rehearsal and anticipation, mixed with a healthy pinch of performance anxiety, had come to a satisfying conclusion. Yesterday’s Choral Art Society  concert (under the direction of Martin A. Sedek) was an artistic success […]

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Memories in the Mist

I know I’ll never see this tree again, So on this fog-swept morning I arise to venture forth, despite the mist of rain and soft, escaping tears that wet my eyes. For decades, summer songs revitalized, And friends, both old and new, were gayly met, We came with notes, some nearly memorized, To blend in […]

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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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