The First Sunday Evening in June

The first Sunday evening in June is like that famous score by John Cage titled 4’33”. He had the idea to write a piece of music that instructed every musician to simply and simultaneously rest: to not play any note or sound for four minutes and thirty-three seconds. It was an experimental, unprecedented undertaking, andContinue reading “The First Sunday Evening in June”

I Have An Antique Rose

I have an antique rose; She waits patiently for me. When I draw nigh with pruning shears, She utters not a plea. Her thorny branches twine in knots, They tangle by degrees. Yet when I start to thin them out, She neither fights nor flees. She stands in proud defiance, An indomitable foe; It’s ne’erContinue reading “I Have An Antique Rose”