Back When I Was Trapping Ginastera

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back when i was trapping Ginastra


back when i was trapping Ginastera
clusters, it was probably easier
for you to walk away, close many
doors behind you, stuff the cracks
with wet towels so that the vapors
from presto misterioso could not
follow.

but for some reason, you
stayed, chewed on each
microtone, twirled an aleatory
passage or two, asked me to
play this
or that measure again,
as if repetition could retrieve form
.

Yi Ching Lin

Posted over on her site Y's Bits