Drummer (For Lance) Poem by Dan Ramirez

Drummer (For Lance)



Like the air that orchestrates chimes
Or rides on the waves of a cymbal
Beneath its surface; there is rhythm

To beat at the air to nurture a wind
To echo the blows that are nimble
Beneath the gesture; there is rhythm

But the air that gives life to the gesture
Is a gesture unto itself; seeking wind,
Direction, and pulse; there... is rhythm

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Dan Ramirez

Dan Ramirez

Chicago, Illinois
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