October 2, 2011
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Poem from 10/2
Usually when I am performing in an opera, I don’t find much time, if any, to write. But the past few weeks I have come up with a few rough drafts that I am pleased with and I am looking forward to fleshing them out more when the show is over. I have noticed lots of musical metaphors working into my writing, no doubt because of the show. Here is another….
Finale
Your tune is hiding behind my lips
melodious and achingly sweet
like the tremulous voice of a cello
or the feel of your skin beneath my hands
velvet and warm
I part my lips and sing
what we have written for each other
into your open and waiting mouth.
