Polyphony
Survived—
A
testament to
Counterpoint
The
Tie or bind
Two
as one
Jumping
to-
The
portamento mark eclipse
Coupuring
All
the jagged stops and starts
Progression
In
homophony—
Quodlibets,
Impossible
to play apart
Most
precious slur
Curving
arc
Legato
lives;
Staccatissimo
falls apart
Pennillions familiar song
Uniquely departing form
Extemporization
In Dulci Jubilo;
Perhaps the intonation here,
Was not clear as clear can be,
Yet
In such a method
Intonation appeared
In lyric’s unrehearsed symphony
The
Coda
The
song of the swan
Graceful
yet—
Malinconia’s
Sturm und Drang
Frosts
wings unflown,
Sul Ponticello (On the Bridge)
Strigendo’s squeezing every inch
Durchkomponiert indeed
For all the complexity
For each the Stimmung tuned
It is bound to be
Symphoneta ceases polyphonic mastery
In Finale, yet again
I must explain, oft skated
Frozen ice. (Attaco subito)
Cracks downy sides
Unfurling feathered flight
As disparity drowns,
In Sul Tasto’s warming glove
And we then Know:
“Sumer is Icumen In”
