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20 Nov 03 - 09:55 AM (#1057763) Subject: Banjo lauded in poem From: Rara Avis Banjos and banjo players are often a source of humor. Here's a lovely poem about banjos that I'd like to share with you. "The Grain of Sound" -- Robert Morgan A banjo maker in the mountains, when looking out for wood to carve an instrument, will walk among the trees and knock on trunks. He'll hit the bark and listen for a note. A hickory makes the brightest sound; the poplar has a mellow ease. But only straightest grain will keep the purity of tone, the sought -- for depth that makes the licks sparkle. A banjo has a shining shiver. Its twangs will glitter like the light on splashing water. But the face of banjo is a drum of hide of cow, or cat, or even skunk. The hide will magnify the note, the sad of honest pain, the chill blood song, lament, confession, haunt, as tree will sing again from root and vein and sap and twig in wind and cat will moan as hand plucks nerve, picks bone and cell and gut and pricks the heart as blood will answer blood and love begins to knock along the grain. |
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20 Nov 03 - 12:37 PM (#1057864) Subject: RE: Banjo lauded in poem From: Uncle_DaveO That is a wonderful poem. I have had it for quite some time, and have had occasion to read it at a poetry reading session at church, and also on Paltalk. \ Dave Oesterreich |
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20 Nov 03 - 06:04 PM (#1058079) Subject: RE: Banjo lauded in poem From: Joe_F Ooh! Just to be able to say I knew someone with a skunkskin banjo! |
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21 Nov 03 - 07:20 AM (#1058387) Subject: RE: Banjo lauded in poem From: Dave Bryant Pity it's not an epitaph. |