RACHMANINOFF PIANO CONCERTO No.2
There is drama in the opening chords. The piano alone— six times the same chord, beginning pianissimo, getting louder with each repetition. Then a sweeping blend of violins and piano. I listen and forget the arduous task I’m doing, peddling my exercise bike. The music lifts me beyond the mundane aspects of daily life.
on the windows—
empty bird feeder
Now an introduction of horns and full orchestra. The piano, romantic in tone. A quiet orchestral melody. Hollywood borrowed the melody for a film years ago. Everyone of a certain age would know it.
I’m there in the concert hall. Spotlight on the pianist, his head bent over the keys, fingers flying. The audience is in shadow. All still but for the occasional cough or sneeze. Bike exercise completed, I remain listening. An increased tempo in the third movement. Passages of piano fireworks, each note quick, clear and sharp. I’ve listened to this so often I can anticipate each phrase, each note. Then the full orchestra again, soaring with the melody and finally closing with a strong crescendo.
with gloved hands
spilling bird seed—
sleet down my collar
World Haiku Review, March 2003