Goode Guy Poet Narrative

Dexterity

Hands down, perhaps a more sapien trait
than most of the usual attributions of
what it is, that distinguishes humans.
I listen to a prime example of Sondheim
samples on a Steinway & Sons eighty-eight.

Balancing between enchantment and amazement
contemplating the purveyor of sounds and 
the craftsmen necessary for such synapse sublimity. 
Nimble is a word oft applied to such 
vocations equally as well as with magicians, 
cake-decorators, painters, surgeons, 
bomb defusers, and a good seamstress.

The dexterity of mind is just as amazing 
as dexterity of digits. the juggling act 
of keeping in the mental air so many 
separate thoughts. Wandering only briefly 
to the another tangent only to return 
the instant before the thought fades 
to invisible shards on the floor. 
How quickly the supple mind guides 
the supple fingers.

Primarily, it's about placement of details, 
in space and in time. I hear 
the gentle trepidation of the protagonist 
through the skill of the pianist, vocalist, 
the composer; each displaying their dexterity 
by dropping just the right, the exact amount, 
of emotion into, my senses. I close my eyes 
and imagine I see visions of nimbleness, 
fingering a dexterity of my own.

© Goode Guy 2013-05-23

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