Tuesday, December 4, 2012

The Music Box (Poem)


       The Music Box

Got to make the music fit
   into the music box,
notes that must go round and round,
  engineered just like clocks.

Our Success depends on whether
 notes will fit within the measure.
Notes you play will then in kind,
 have to coincide in time,
 tension that’s defined by key,
 then resolution sets us free.

Around the music box I see
 that resonance was made for me.
Mathematicians put it thus:
Pythagoras will stagger us.

Into the music box we’ve got
To make the music fit,
Without mathematics balancing,
I’m just a music hypocrite.

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