it’s a strange world poem #2
in the car I bellowed along with
tannhauser that tremendous heavy
measured theme with all those
little squirrelly bits you hardly
hear sort of like a heavy tree trunk
with tiny spring leaves fluttering on
the thin branches around it or a
giant striding surrounded by swarms
of gnats good gnats a good giant then
lohengrin came on the prelude to the
third act with those cymbals bombastic
trombones which suddenly calm into
one of the sweetest most moving duets
in all music with the oboe and cellos I
played that cello part once and you
wonder how people who write such
incredible heart-wringing music can
have anything but pure souls yet
wagner was a vicious anti-semite
©2014 Jacqueline Jackson
This article appears in May 8-14, 2014.
