Monday, December 16, 2013
a poem by Uri Hollander
Debussy
Preludes meant to be played
in front of a small audience.
A silent piece on a big stage.
To play a cloud. To play snow.
Epopees of gnomes.
An epigram of smoke.
~ from his Days of the Tel-Aviv Conservatory
~ Uri Hollander is a poet, translator, musician, literary critic and journalist.
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These are images I enjoy seeing in my mind's eye--I'm not a musician by profession, but I could almost hear the strains of "Clair de Lune" when I close my eyes.
ReplyDelete"An epigram of smoke" -- wonderful!
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