BACH FOR CHRISTMAS! (for my pal Al)
The church orchestra
search around for an
E sharp.
The conductor blows his nose.
But as the oboe player points out:
'That's in F sharp! '
They laugh.
The singer
starts singing
words like
stepping across ice as it cracks:
'In the beginning
was the Word
and the Word was
...lilac! '
Yet more laughter.
The stained glass listens
to their musical tomfoolery
as they practice their perfection
& the rehearsals drag on.
Tonight it will be
nothing but Holy.
A pagan tree
cowers in a corner
all Christmasy.
A church hanging
proclaiming:
'Praise him
hail and lightning! '
As we two
lost souls
delight in
the music
of being
...human!
Really enjoy this one. The contrasts are striking and insightful.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
whatever 'it' is - youve got it - and i want it. hand it over! ! lovely stuff as per usual donall. your imagination is quite something!