Damn fingers want to make music…
too set in their lumbering, clumsy ways
to find the strings
to make the chords hum instead of buzz.
Want to find the way into the music
Without learning the root causes for the sounds
That make rhythms,
Pleasant dancing rhythms.
unsure of its own destiny.
Or perhaps, it’s the damn ears?
He is a retired school administrator living on Long Island. After spending years in the wilderness of work, he finally has time to think and write. He has published in Visceral Uterus and two works to-be-published in Amulet in August and September. He has also had several essays published in Newsday.