I'm doing something slightly different this time, as I feel I need to change up my music posts a little bit! :)
My friend Allison (she has the loveliest blog here) recently shared this poem she made, and I really like it, and so I am sharing it with you!
Piano
a funny language
with an alphabet
of dots and lines.
its sentences are
spoken not with
the tongue, but
with the fingers;
not with the mind,
but with the soul.
playing piano is
reading a beautiful
story out loud with
your fingertips, a
story sung by the
heart of the composer
and captured forever
on a white paper page.
Thank you Allison for letting me share this! :)
Finally! A poem about the piano. :)
ReplyDeleteI like the different contrasts.
Nice work!
Thanks for sharing!