Month 5:25 “Fanfare for Seven Flutes”
FANFARE FOR SEVEN FLUTES [revision #5] Piccolos & flutes silver curved alto, tabled. Patient for the turn from Argentinian Dance to Fanfare when the woman in black walks left pauses lays down her instrument, reaches for another: silent flawless icicles, frozen until put to fingertips. Placed to lips they melt, turn my snowbanks to fuscia, violet, marigold, rose. by Therese L. Broderick NOTES: I wrote this poem after attending a stunning flute concert in honor of Parents Weekend at my daughter’s college. On the day of the concert, October 29th, an untimely storm was covering campus trees… Read more Month 5:25 “Fanfare for Seven Flutes” →