In January 2004 I starting writing an opinion for each selection in the Norton Recorded Anthology of Western Music. Now, more than a year later, I am almost finished. Soon, I will have an archive full of opinions on the music we so carelessly call "classical." And no one can stop me.
If I had dreamt the joy of you
I would have felt the sunlight of your touch
And carried lightness into waking hours
No more than that and silently.
No less than that though quietly
For years my heart had breathed a space for you
To reach beyond the thought of your small hands
While I had moved the weight of days.
As shadows trees have given us
To sit in gardens in bright sunlight move
so quickly over faces, yours and mine,
I am awake and dreaming you.