Sonata for Violin and Piano in F minor, BWV 1018 – Bach
by richibi
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up at the crack of about nine this
morning, I determined to get the
ordeal of trying to print
something out of the way, go
over to my mom’s, a few blocks
down the street, to use her
printer, something I figured
would probably present obstacles
though we followed the proposed
instructions, nothing would work,
print, pressed, delivered nothing
hoops were required, several of
which I managed, got closer, and
more prepped, but when they
essentially seemed to contract
marriage, I withdrew – though I
might‘ve inadvertently sworn a
ring
flummoxed, even irritated, by
the manufactured distress, I
determinedly decided to go
back to paper, I am not a robot,
I ascertain, as they often
electronically instruct, to, I
mean really, confirm your
identity
back home, I lit a candle for Collin,
my friend, who ‘s just had a
debilitating stroke, and listened to
Bach again, an absolute cradle
listen to how falling into the
rhythmic pocket, beats landing
on anticipated beats in a rocking
motion, lets you slip into surrender,
and even physical, solace
hear, however, how the lingering
notes of the violin transgress bar
lines, much like with Beethoven,
in order to tell a more personal
story
Bach gets to look a lot more like
Beethoven every minute, or the
reverse, I’m finding, like
grandchildren resembling, atom
for atom, their grandparents
stay tuned, there’s a lot more
to uncover
R ! chard
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