Poem by gershon hepner
One movement captures sunshine while
another gallops like a stallion. Beverly,
where hills and woods stretch mile on mile,
is dream-like, like the central piacevole,
while I, too, dream-like, write,
like stallions which like Icarus attempt
to capture sunshine’s brilliant light,
then stumble, not of gravitas exempt.
(11/11/07/Inspired by a Naxos performance of the Elgar String Quartet, which I heard on KUSC while writing in my Beverlywood home.)
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