Why I Cry at Orchestras

Why I cry at orchestras

Is not only because 

Of the music

It is the thought

Of someone loving

Their instrument

It is thinking of

The first time

That they played

It is them at 

Their first performance

Proud and bright

It is their

Hard work and dedication

To master their act

It is the audtion

They had to attend 

To be in this orchestra 

And from there,

It is the music

That harmonizes their life

Reviews

[Alessander]

As someone who used to play the violin, this drew me in.
Very much enjoyed it.

Playing is indeed an odd experience. On one hand, a violinist, or any other player, has to dedicate mastering his instrument, so it's very much a solo eandeavor.

OTOH, you're part of a group, and if the obo or trombone or whatever section is off, even just ONE person, than the harmony is off.

So in that way, it is a lot like life. It's both individual and collective, and when everything goes right, it is indeed harmonious.

One small nit pick. Even though I like the tercets, you may not need the very first line since it's also the title of the poem (kinda repeats).

Just a thought.

Enjoyed the piece.

[R.E. Ray]

I like this poem. It shows the humanity behind the instrument and at least one person who appreciates the origins of music. Nice job!