Nocturne
[ From Her Poems for Azimuth after Hearing Clare Hansson’s Jazz Composition Breathe
Through Ivory (from Azimuth) ]
—
Bet Briggs
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Heard late in solitude
in the cathedral of night
a serene concord:
on ivory an elegy of bells,
from strings long drawn by the bow:
warm, vibrant tones,
deep as the dark:
this gentle nocturne falls
like a benediction
on my aching heart.