Line Gauthier Poet Ode

Bartolomeo

They knew with a name like Bartolomeo Cristofori 
This charming boy raised in the hills of Italy
Would be destined for grand things 

They saw Bartolomeo forging his destiny
Tinkering with the sounds of strings vibrating
Throwing a tiny hammer for melodious resonating

And so it was around 1700 the piano was invented
For centuries refined through innovation
evolution and technological advances

Grandiose in many forms from 
baby grand to boudoir grand 
to parlor grand to concert grand

To this day keys of ebony and ivory enchant
At the hands of every passionate virtuoso



AP: Honorable Mention 2020

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M. L. Kiser October 14, 2018 at 12:00 PM My Mom loved the piano; she had all of us getting lessons. Thanks for the memories. Beautifully done. Line Gauthier October 14, 2018 at 12:11 PM Wow what a legacy... can never be enough piano players in the world. Thanks for your visit and comment, ML.

Caren Krutsinger October 14, 2018 at 1:23 AM A beautifully penned history lesson. I love learning new facts in a pretty way, and this poem is gorgeously-written, Line. Line Gauthier October 14, 2018 at 10:07 AM Thank you so much, Caren. Most appreciated.