clamor of the clarinet and fiddle, and it’s happening right now.
Michael Chabon Manhood for Amateurs final line.
What I knew seems lost
amidst the clamor of lies
and social distancing and
how many nutcases there
must be for our president
to be considered seriously by some.
Tommy next door practicing
his clarinet again is off key
like life has become.
I fiddle away time and it’s
as if what’s happening right now
isn’t the most important time in the
history of this planet.
Because if I look beyond the clamor
what I find is a lot of other noise
that seems to be going in the same
circles as this planet and solar system.
Maybe life imitates nature.