2.13.2015

I have a pianist’s hands – long fingers – straight wrists – and a stretch that spans two notes above the octave

a seer once held my hand and foretold three consuming loves, and none would remain by my side –

after this last, I consider myself consumed –

funny how the life line moves on strong and unbroken – a pity

if there were a split, I might just jump the tracks and begin again elsewhere

with pianist’s hands – as yet unconsumed

January Goes

My piano has always been a means of communicating and processing my emotions. Playing has carried me through some very tough times. When words fail me, sometimes this is the only voice I feel I have. And I’m extremely grateful I have this outlet. Hope you enjoy the newest composition!

January Goes

After August

Sometimes it’s nice to shift the creative focus a bit and work on something else. It’s been a long while since I sat down to compose any new piano pieces, but that’s just what I’ve been doing for the past week.

I have to say it feels good to write music again! I’m definitely not a pro at this thing – just like in poetry, I write what moves me using the tools and sometimes dubious talents I’ve been given. (How’s that for self-deprecating?)

But I’m happy to share it with you (even if it’s not exactly poetry). Here’s After August – I hope you enjoy!