SEPT. 15

The day started off
with static on the radio
trying to hear music
of a Bach solo
trying to be nonchalant
yet the time turned
more dramatic
as an operatic choir
played a thrilling Fidelio
then a Bach cantata,
a Dutch friend in his kayak
phoned me who got
my air mail letter
to tell me to watch my back
if I go on the ocean
there is too much commotion
on this touch and go day
better exercise
on the treadmill
and not to practice
Tartini's frightful
Devil's trill sonata
in G minor,
as I stare lyrically
at a lonely geranium
on the window sill,
so I decided to ride
up to Vermont to relax
and snatched up
a cheese croissant
with a hot cup of java
and my tenor sax.