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Faures Second Piano Quartet
On a day like this the rain comes
down in fat and random drops among
the ailanthus leaves---"the tree
of Heaven"---the leaves that on moon-
lit nights shimmer black and blade-
shaped at this third-floor window.
And there are bunches of small green
knobs, buds, crowded together.
rapid music fills in the spaces of
And the piano comes in,
like an extra heartbeat, dangerous
Slower now, less like
the leaves, more like the rain which
almost isn't rain, more like thawed-
All this beauty in the
mess of this small apartment on
West 20th in Chelsea, New York.
Slowly the notes pour out, slowly,
more slowly still, fat rain falls.
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