393 - Beethoven's Ninth spins 'neath the keys as I

Beethoven’s Ninth spins ’neath the keys as I
Try to bestow its heavenly soaring
With words that flow or flap like wings in sky
Of happy birds toward their God nearing.
The vigorous second movement’s starting;
Meanwhile, Ludwig’s chorus shift nervously
On seats as they see audience scanning
Their features; tension builds ominously.
But forgive, I forget it’s a CD,
And I’m not in row two, Noseda high
Above, his back sweaty from conducting.
The slow adagio. Go make your tea -
Fish, peas, potato - to eat as the pie
In the sky Ode to Joy is climaxing.
Tue 2 Oct 2007