November 11, 2018 · 2:45 pm
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What Can I Say? – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Finesse – Word of the Day

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What Can I Say?

You were always highly strung,
tense to a C,
higher than my G,
your tailpiece was sure fine,
and your finger board?
Well, what can I say?
When my bow struck your strings
your F holes resounded
as I played you with such finesse.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul,

pvcann.com

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18 responses to “What Can I Say? – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon”

  1. calmkate
    November 11, 2018 at 8:02 pm

    ouch I doubt you are talking about that violin ….

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  7. paeansunplugged
    November 15, 2018 at 4:11 am

    Violin playing at its best!

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  8. jameseventsblog
    December 26, 2018 at 1:39 pm

    You played the keys in good faith.

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