Playing Kamancha Poem by mohammad ahmadizadeh
Playing Kamancha
Whispering souls
My ancestors' sounds
In a room alone
My fingers pick out strain stones
Devaluing jewels of my mind
When caress fingerboard vibrant
Melodies appease my swing heart
When bow pushes strings soft
Cleaning wind blows into my room
When I play the Kamancha
Opening window to my soul
Sunday, March 6, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: music,spiritual
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Kamanch is a string music instrument of Azerbaijan like violin. Here is an Azerbaijanian song music that I played with it:
https: //www.youtube.com/watch? v=lowhi3740wc
https: //www.youtube.com/watch? v=lowhi3740wc
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