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Fredrick Zydek
Music in the Rain

The music here began in the clouds
and the vapors that lifted them
from the sea. These songs sing
the language of the moon, the grumbles

of middle earth, what the wings of gulls
learn from their time spent in the wind.
Parts of the rhythm section slipped
from melting ice one drop at a time

though the snares are composed of hail.
Who would believe the sound sand makes
when the rains come to desert places?
If you listen carefully you can hear why

rapids and falls play the base parts, why
altos and sopranos gather in the grasses
growing along rivers and shores or why
tenors prefer the ebb and flow of waves.


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