I
Oratory of those hammers: tenderness so defined.
Each phrase sounding its own future
resolution in opposition, discord in harmony
plus some other disporting of mastership.
Ponderable the élan and tensile bracing
with sorrow of acceptance
all-comporting; nothing that comes to grief.
Do not compound arrival with destiny, though in this
instance you could act so and be right.
Disposition of mind in the hands’ posture.
II
Or play off deportment into the grand thing.
It will all go, the light clack of the keys
in the highest register, the incumbent sonorities
let us hear them passing, as Berkeley says
particles are units of the mind’s energy:
in a while the body of our endurance
over and done with and still immortal
if we are that way inclined or otherwise
win cadence and closure.
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