No Gap Blues scaleIt’s a minor key. The force of shivering paper windowIt’s red. The wind's vibrato warming youFour poetry collection that are tightly rivetedBrushing against your cheek like sixty. Warm cheeksA photo taken hold of on the other side of the earthAn unaccompanied clarinet melody Poet's Note:I played the clarinet in a shabby café when I visited my sister, a music composer in Vienna...
