My husband, a fine classical pianist,
said, “the piano
is a living thing.”
A living thing—not
or even asleep—but
It must be treated
Let me put it this way:
Wendell Berry says,
The grower of trees, the gardener, the man born to farming,
whose hands reach into the ground and sprout,
to him the soil is a divine thing.
In similar fashion, I respond,
The player of music, the performer, the man born to playing,
whose hands reach into the keyboard and sing,
to him the piano is a divine thing.
–Jan Stanton, 2017