Cold Keys, Warm Art
(The assignment, on another site, was to write a poem
using at least two words from those suggested. I
used six out of their list of seven:
*Alabaster
* Veil
* Tower
* Bells ringing
* Silent like snow
* Precise
* Depth)
Cold Keys, Warm Art
Speak not of the bells
ringing out from the tower,
but the man with the power
of his feet and his fists
on the pedals and levers
at the top of the stair,
Speak of him, the lonely creator up there,
the carilloneur, for without him
few know that the bells would be silent,
like snow seeking only the depth
of precise calculation, undreaming of scale
measured only by music, by mind flight,
until he lifts the intangible veil,
releasing the art and the joy that they tell.
~
Copyright © Robert Ludden | Year Posted 2014
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