Piano Concerto Opus Devine Poem by Sandra Feldman

Piano Concerto Opus Devine



Like mellifluous tears,
The piano's melody,
Rolled from the instrument,
Becoming, all,
That melody could ever be.

Living sound was enhanced,
With such grace,
That musical emotion became
What it had to be,
The warmest embrace of harmony.

Friday, August 19, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: beauty,music,sound
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Written after listening to Saint Saenz miraculous Piano Concerto # 2,
superbly played by Arthur Rubenstein.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kelly Kurt 19 August 2016

There is a 1914 baby grand upstairs. When one of my musician friends is over and playing (In the great acoustics of the voluminous chapel) it is the most beautiful sound

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