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« A Man of Many Words, and Every One Mattered: Robert A. Gottlieb (1931-2023) [by Mindy Aloff] | Main | Le Grand Trois »

July 02, 2023

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What a brilliant, whimsical, and poignant use of extended metaphor!

An entire life in one exhalation

Beautiful. And I love the acordions.

Great poem.

How deeply I feel
This gentle resigned sigh. I miss the four inches I lost somehow. Tho I like now being shorter than my daughter!

elegant brevity. It says everything, especially that we're left with song.

Beautiful.

Playful, smart, and deft. Great poem.

wonderful! i love this image of the accordion's exhalation. aging suddenly feels sweeter. thank you!

Wow, I can just see the accordion closing…
such powerful imagery.
Bravo!

Height changes apart from the intention of the person, like an accordion which plays music apparently on its own, apart from the musician, who mostly prepares the accordion to move on. The origin of the music itself remains shrouded in mystery.

The sighing of our lives. The exhalation of our music. Love this.

Lovely words

You have written a beautiful musical, description in the most eloquent way. This piece will forever "strike a cord" with all of us who get to that place...and are actually fortunate to be there. For me, the beauty of the poem makes the reality seem less unwanted. AND, you always make me want more.

Lovely. I can envision a whole cycle of poems using the motifs of different musical instruments and aging: bent necks, cracked ivories, creaking reeds, etc. ;) But with that comes also how an instrument comes into its own true voice, seasoned through the resonance over a lifetime. Or perhaps more ways to write about spirit as breath...

Uncanny compression--and the layered metaphor's unforgettable.

What a perfect little poem!

... slowly sighing closed ...

I love the metaphor of the accordion for breathing in and out, and the experience of shrinking, from my identify as a super tall woman, to just taller than most as I age. Bravo, Cousin!

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I left it
on when I
left the house
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of coming back
ten hours later
to the greatness
of Teddy Wilson
"After You've Gone"
on the piano
in the corner
of the bedroom
as I enter
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