The tuner

"neck curve stroked with calloused thumb"

Good language & image in the piece-- Great way to close the poem. *

Fave, Walter. No one has ever so wonderfully described the instrument like this. I close my eyes and it's there – with you holding it.

Thanks, Sam & David. Wrote this after I realized that a woman I thought I loved asked me to teach her - only for her to impress another who played.

Quiet, taut. Of such comes music. Good to see you again around here, Walter.

Thanks, James - I left FN when I realized I didn't have the time to legitimately spend on other's works, I didn't feel it fair to post & run. So here I do it... I hope I will be able to dedicated the time to read a lot of the works from friends I first made here.

Very nice.

(Read some of the new folks, too, eh?)

striking piece.

Lovely poem, Walter. Welcome back.

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It is a quiet poem. Soft and beautiful. Like it very much.

Thanks, Sally, Meg, Matt & Frankie! I will certainly check out the "new folks"

Draws me completely into the elemental mystique of a fine instrument. I can smell the lovingly tended wood and hear the minute squeaks and pings of a primed medium awaiting its maestro's touch. *

It may be one of your best, Walter; I haven't read enough of your poems to make that call, but it is wonderful. I love the finishing stanza with its idea of a green departure hymn especially. A keeper here. Reminds me of Sam's work somehow too.* (Oh, and really nice to see you wandering these halls again, if even for a moment).

Thanks, JP, nice observation - there might have been some Sam influence here - in terms of his 'study' poems, trying to capture a short moment in time/space that means so much to the observer. I hope to be around FN for more than a moment, so much to like here.

The tuner must return the beauty. Lovely conception, lovely poem.*

Elegant and musical work.

I really connected with this, Walter. *

The poem is music.

it sings *

Thanks, Beate, Gloria, Foster, Gary & John. It came to me in notes that became words

it's a beauty*

Really enjoyed this, Walt. Like breathing in fresh air and enjoying every minute of it.