"Liszt at the Piano" by Josef Danhauser‘A Consolation’ by Christine Ann Cuccio The Society March 16, 2018 Beauty, Culture, Poetry 5 Comments At night I hear Prokofiev and Liszt and dream of playing baby grands as sly Euterpe lures me towards the melodies of pianists. My fingers cannot meet the demands of Mendelssohn’s complicated chords; they dance instead atop computer keys and feign the sleight of Mozart’s hands, fluttering like hummingbirds, composing minor symphonies of words. Christine Ann Cuccio holds a master of arts in writing from Emerson College. Her poetry has been featured in such journals as the North American Review, the Carolina Quarterly, the New York Quarterly, and Valparaiso Review. She lives in New Jersey and works as an event planner and freelance copyeditor. NOTE TO READERS: If you enjoyed this poem or other content, please consider making a donation to the Society of Classical Poets. The Society of Classical Poets does not endorse any views expressed in individual poems or commentary. CODEC Stories:Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) 5 Responses Christine Cuccio March 16, 2018 I’m so thrilled to see the accompanying artwork, thank you SCP! Reply Joe Tessitore March 16, 2018 Beautiful content and rhyme scheme. Well done!!! Reply Christine Cuccio March 16, 2018 Thank you so much! I modeled the rhyme scheme after the unique 11-line sonnet “Pied Beauty” by Gerard Manley Hopkins. Reply C.B. Anderson March 16, 2018 Christine, As someone who once aspired to become a musician (though my genre was not Classical but Bluegrass) I think you have summed up the situation perfectly. One way or another, one’s fingers must do the walking and the talking. Reply Wendy Bourke March 19, 2018 I love this mesmeric interweaving of notes and words – having had similar thoughts (though never having put them in words) it really struck a chord with me, and gave me pause. As well, the rhyme, throughout, is brilliant. This is a wonderful piece of writing! Reply Leave a Reply to Wendy Bourke Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Captcha loading...In order to pass the CAPTCHA please enable JavaScript. Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. Δ This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.
Christine Cuccio March 16, 2018 I’m so thrilled to see the accompanying artwork, thank you SCP! Reply
Christine Cuccio March 16, 2018 Thank you so much! I modeled the rhyme scheme after the unique 11-line sonnet “Pied Beauty” by Gerard Manley Hopkins. Reply
C.B. Anderson March 16, 2018 Christine, As someone who once aspired to become a musician (though my genre was not Classical but Bluegrass) I think you have summed up the situation perfectly. One way or another, one’s fingers must do the walking and the talking. Reply
Wendy Bourke March 19, 2018 I love this mesmeric interweaving of notes and words – having had similar thoughts (though never having put them in words) it really struck a chord with me, and gave me pause. As well, the rhyme, throughout, is brilliant. This is a wonderful piece of writing! Reply