Chimaera Killer - Poem by gershon hepner
SOLVING MY RIDDLE WITH A FIDDLE
David, who knew more about the harp
than my late mother knew about the carp
which she would use tomake gefilte fish,
declared about the violin: “I wish
with it to solve my royal poetic riddle, ”
because the rationale of every fiddle
is making a conjunction of the hand
that presses strings with one which must softland
upon them, gently holding horsehaired bow.
With both in sync the player comes to know
his soul, producing music with the might
to balance what is left with what is right.
Inspired by Psalm 49, read at the mourner’s service for Mike Robyn as at all mourner’s service:
Sons of Adam and sons of man alike: rich and poor י ח ד , together.
My mouth will speak wisdom and the meditations of my heart are insightful.
I will incline my ear to the parable; with a stringed instrument I will solve ח י ד ת י , my riddle. (Ps.49: 3–5)
While reading this I notice that י ח ד , together (Ps.49: 3) , resonates anagrammatically with ח י ד ת י , my riddle (Ps.49: 5) . The link between the two words implies that the solving of the Psalmist’s riddle depends on establishing a state of י ח ד , the togetherness not only of rich and poor but of heart and ear.
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