A Magical Musical Moment: Matthew Kee

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A Magical Musical Moment

As the curtain raised to skies unknown,


The stage revealed a boy standing alone.
A grim, tranquil expression was his mask
To ensure no emotions interfered with his task.
A breath held deep escaped his lips,
And he flourished the horsehair on the stick.
Before his violin could begin to sing,
He slammed his bow into the strings.
The chord rang through the crowd,
Vibrating continuously and loud.
The first movement sung loud and accented,
The arcuate bow flustered in twirls, fencing.
He continued to play the second movement, a melodic voice
Like a mother singing to a baby with a cooing noise.
Concluding with a third movement smooth, without flaw,
He heard as the crowd whispered or murmured oohs and ahhs.
When he finished with the last measure,
The crowd was silent as the notes lingered; they floated.

Matthew Kee

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