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Uncle John’s Zen Band


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Uncle John’s Zen Band

On my way home today
I passed a marching band
Rehearsing in a field

I was in a marching band —
It was, to say the least,
An informative experience:

Contrary to appearances from the stands,
Down there on the field, the individual
Musician can neither hear nor see

Those lovely trim pinwheels
Look exactly the same, to them,
As do plain parade formations:

One uniform on one side
One on the other
And another just like it in the front


They keep those lines straight
By making every single step exactly
Seventeen and a half inches long

Try that

Then try it while playing
A freezing intrument with sweaty fingers
From memory

Don’t take your timing
From the rest of the band, either —
That would be a mistake

Because the sounds from the other
End of that long line are reaching you
Almost a full second late…

Watching your conductor is
Problematic when he’s behind you
And there are seventeen others in between

Unbeknownst to all,
Even most of the students themselves:

It is an advanced exercise


This poet is physically disabled. Public housing being insufficient to her medical and creative needs, she is presently livingin order to continue workingin her minivan, publishing all of her works using one thumb on the touch screen of her smartphone at an income of a fraction of her nation’s poverty level. She would treasure any donation you might care to offer ~ ● #72D-31S



Published by Ana Daksina

Read worldwide one million times, Ana Daksina is a Troubador of the coming age.

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