A good musician knows how to discern
little by little—nothing from nothing—
that is to say much—from the shades
and the slightest colors of the notes,
and just as much even from a silent
pause and if it cleaves the sound
perfectly and right—for there are
whole other worlds passing unknown
and unseen—falling as good as dead
on those deaf ears and blind eyes
that didn’t practice or didn’t truly live.
And likewise, though fewer still, there are,
however, also musicians, musicians of souls.
But are they heard when they choose to sing?
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