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0153 Eine Kleine Morgenmusik

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Dawn entered on time. The warning flash
of lightning like a conductor’s upraised baton
demanding thunder’s drumroll
echoing round the mountains. Salzburg
was never so musical. In his garden
a pulsatilla flinched with joy. Beneath
his fast pen, music wrote itself. In this house,
the waterpipes made music with the cistern,
doors made harmony with window catches; wet shoes
with wooden chairs scraped back. Mathematics
scrawled on walls sang number.
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***** ********* 30 April 2006
You paint a glorious view of the genius at work Michael. A most enjoyable read. 10, oops! sorry...Tai
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