I never could play the violin very well,
Unlike banjo, bass or guitar,
Violins require that delicate touch
And precise bow.
It is easy to pluck a banjo
And make it talk.
It is easy to slap a bass
And make it walk.
It is easy to hit and strike a guitar
And make it weep.
And it inconceivably simple
To make a violin stretch,
Just drag the bow,
Be it horsehair or the wood
Across four unbroken sliver strings,
Like a knife.
Making sounds that birth cringe and shiver,
Sickly shaking notes that winge and quiver.
-Jamie F. Nugent
Apr 8, 2016
Apr 8, 2016 at 7:17 PM UTC
I never could play the violin very well,
Unlike banjo, bass or guitar,
Violins require that delicate touch
And precise bow.
It is easy to pluck a banjo
And make it talk.
It is easy to slap a bass
And make it walk.
It is easy to hit and strike a guitar
And make it weep.
And it inconceivably simple
To make a violin stretch,
Just drag the bow,
Be it horsehair or the wood
Across four unbroken sliver strings,
Like a knife.
Making sounds that birth cringe and shiver,
Sickly shaking notes that winge and quiver.
-Jamie F. Nugent
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