Jan. 31, 2019


I’ve been to a few that will never leave my memory

A conservatory basement
A concert hall
A cottage on a private lake

Those are the fond ones

I’ve been to places
Where I have been hurt

At the hands of a man I loved
By the bite of a woman’s tongue
By the sting of gossip

And I have survived

But the careless words of a teacher
Can crush the inner soul
And darken an artist’s hopes