Centuries have unfolded
since he
last reached out
caressed
dark weighted keys
his hand
warm graceful
and they aligned
in stark formation have been
kind to him to we
who knew
him
who sang
him
like a woodlark’s song
(c) 2019, by Hannah Six
Image: Edgar Degas, Four Dancers (1899),
oil on canvas, via Wikimedia Commons
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