(Rachmaninoff's 2nd Piano Concerto)
A poor first attempt, 1-19-1956
I heard the music, sweet dear to me - and I felt a change, of loss, something gone - the mind places such music once took me to have since dissolved and clouds dissolve and I could weep - for the loss - of lovely sights & scenes, of fragrant blowing flowers, colors pale and blending, of sadness & of sweetness all in one - I mourn this loss for I am poorer, drier for it and I cling more strongly to what is left - an eternal love for music, still sweet & ever precious.
Monday, February 1, 2010
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