We played today a game of ‘Joseph’
with every tribe of Israel named,
the colours in a dream recounted
easily – all twenty nine.
What a knack to ride on waves of music;
peach and violet and ruby and ochre and blue.
Delight wells catching
a given rhythm.
Imagine there has always been an inner
pulse, force, an energy of sound:
imagine I could truly listen,
donate a gift of total attention.
The music stops and a game pops away.
I think about TV and dinner.
Different musical next: