Symphony #4

Hilarious to be the blind boy who loves Brahms

Face pressed to fabric speaker of radio

Holding fast, seaward, first hint

Of big idea—cardamon pastry

In his hand—rain

At the window

 

1958 & grownups

Sleeping, Helsinki

Late Winter

Ships calling

From the harbor

 

His heart beating

As if he’d

Inherited it

From a gull

 

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