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Passing shadows

Nowhere to hide

No one to blame

Musicians stare at each other

Shadows look after them

There is no conductor

There are no partitions

Musicians know what to play

Shadows know the moves

No white collars

No blue either

Musicians are all in black

Shadows can finally shine

Musicians look at us

They are here for us

We look at shadows

They are here with us

But the end comes

Instruments are taken away

Musicians are now gone

Shadows have long disappeared

The stage is empty

Yet it is full of light

This is where music lives

That of J.-S. Bach


Poem written after seeing Tafelmusik - Bach and His World by Musica Viva Australia at City Recital Hall, Sydney, on Monday 4th June 2018. Published by Le Courrier Australien:

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