Some listening were certain they could hear through the notes summoned from the strings one more following at a distance low but clear a resonance never part of the score not noticed during the rehearsals nor prayed into the performance and yet here with the first note it had been waiting for holding silent the iced minors of fear the key of grief the mourning from before the names were read as they were falling near the sound of what was not there anymore all made the chords that in a later year some still believed that they could overhear echoing music played during a war First published in @3The Kenyon Review@1, Volume 22 #1 (Winter 2000). www.kenyonreview.org/roth | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BUNCHES OF GRAPES by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE BEYOND THE POTOMAC by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE A SHROPSHIRE LAD: 4. REVEILLE by ALFRED EDWARD HOUSMAN THE GHOSTS OF THE BUFFALOES by NICHOLAS VACHEL LINDSAY WINTER, FR. LOVE'S LABOUR'S LOST by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 65. AL-WAJID by EDWIN ARNOLD |