April 5, 2023

the eighth

after Antonin Dvořák
& William Carlos Williams

I.
The composition cries
for recognition as
sonatas do: the brash

familiarity
of this short coda is
exuberance in face

of all development
made noise: it’s true of course
that reacquaintance with

old friends will be enough
to wring G major chords
from nearly anyone
4 April 2023

II.
If it’s a thunderstorm
I hear approaching it’s
melodious as storms go

not unaware of its
transcription not inclined
to violence or else

magnanimous: these sheets
of falling notes are blown
about for you and no

one else it says but calls
of trumpets summon me
now I must go elsewhere
2 April 2023

III.
The shortest movement and
the most like looking through
a windowpane: for in

their workday clothes it does
seem awfully like two themes
were interrupted from

idyllic lives and told
despite the failure of
their crops by fire flood

what have you even still
that they should dance which they
were doing anyway
3 April 2023

IV.
How many ways exist
for one composer born
to natural love of his

old homeland and the lilt
of its particular
and rhythmic idiom

to give his heartfelt thanks
to the Bohemian
Academy for the

Encouragement of Arts
and Literature on his
election to their ranks


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