dolorous interludes.

i felt incredibly light playing Chopin's Valse in C minor this afternoon. you feel like you'r waltzing, but the tune undulates between romance and uncertainty, fear; its amazing how classical music speaks to me. i played the first movement of Beethoven's 'Moonlight' thereafter; the round resonating notes floated from the black piano and seemed to darken the room, like the slow movement of clouds blanketing the pallid moonlight. i like the moon. it is so solitary, so cold, so directionless, and yet it is my only hope; the only light in the dark(for the stars come in clusters; they are not alone).

posted by voyeur @ 10/15/2003 05:04:00 PM