Hide behind the ivory keys
Read the notes between the lines
And begin the wordless melody
By typing out the lover's lives.
You make the action rise
On lettered keys
That the signature binds
Cutting ties in cut time.
Approaching the climax the pace quickens
The tempo increases as the plot thickens
A crescendo builds a dynamic shift
A measured journey towards a dramatic cliff.
As the action falls,
The pace stalls,
And we repeat beginning themes.
Plucking out the closing chords
You reach with open hand towards
The author's final words
Though the tone is all that's heard.
I have played piano since I was seven, and I took weekly lessons for eleven years. After graduating from high school, I stopped taking lessons and playing as frequently. However, I have recently gotten back into playing, hence the original inspiration to write this poem. While I have always appreciated playing the piano as an art form, I did not always necessarily consider it to be as expressive or dramatic as literature or theater. However, I now recognize that every piece is like a story with an introduction, rising actions, climax, falling action, and resolution. Without words, the composer writes his story with notes and rhythms, while dynamics and tempo changes give drama and emotion to the piece. This is the equivalent of an author using figurative language or diction to drive the plot while eliciting an emotional response. My initial inspiration for the structure of the poem came from a few phrases that I realized could apply to both literature and music. For instance, "Introductions aside" could refer to a literal introduction between two individuals at the beginning of a story or a musical introduction at the beginning of a piece. I think this poem highlights and demonstrates the inherent similarities across art forms, particularly piano music and literature.