Background Music Rising on the mountain slope,the force of silent sound scatters my soulA pause lingers behind me,your voice, whisperingAs my body sways in the currents wrapping my waist,I wonder why I played that song,breaking tempo, here and there Poet’s Note:On a high school picnic, I played a pop song on my clarinet. Friends played the pop song too. With vigor. © Ryang Suh, MD 2025.02.08
