<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=474144" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Unheard Music</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Unheard Music (Mozart) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The fingers on my left hand move all by themselves<br>like they are playing piano that produces music<br>I cannot hear. I watch my fingers play but it makes no <br>sense so I try to stop by holding them still with my<br>right hand’s fingers. So I sit like a vicar contemplating <br>the Sunday sermon, a mild one who hasn’t an arsenal<br>of fire and brimstone speeches, but would rather talk <br>about the coming spring. My wife brings me a glass of <br>water and a pill, fingers rest, but I would liked to have <br>heard the music they played, for all I know it could <br>have been music brought to me in a dream by Mozart <br>who died so young that he can’t believe it yet, and <br>tries trough, me to play his latest masterpiece.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Oskar+Hansen">Oskar Hansen</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=474144" data-title="Unheard Music de Oskar Hansen" data-description="Unheard Music (Mozart) The fingers on my left hand move all by themselves like they are playing piano that produces music I cannot hear. I watch my fingers play but it makes no sense so I try to stop by holding them still with my right hand’s..."></div> </div> </div>

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