Thursday, April 7, 2011

The Hymn of a Gardener


When you snip a flower
Off from the Earth
For your little glass vase
Make it matter.

Make it so the little
Red rose does not mind
That it is not home, 
That it will die soon.

Put it near a window
Give it a shower
Make it feel of use
That it has at least--

Done one good deed, in its life.

Saturday, April 2, 2011

Eyes

    I just realized that if you look at someone in the eye it's not that comfortable!  Try it yourself!
    I used to think that we looked at people in the eye a lot.  Actually we don't.

Friday, April 1, 2011

Octaves



Octaves

Ups and downs
Highs and lows

It ends with the same sound
Just a different octave

Octaves
Just another word for live

Northern Pintail

Northern Pintail

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

The Buzzing Button

One day, during my violin practice, the G string on my violin had an unexpected buzzing sound.   It sounded like a sick bee, not that loud,  just annoying. 

My dad and I checked the bridge to see if that was the origin of the problem.  He moved it back and forth, left and right. 

The  buzzing was still there!

Next we took off the fine tuners since we had just put fine tuners on a few days ago.  At first, everything was good... ... BUT THEN THE BUZZING CAME BACK!!!

My dad examined the violin.

"Perhaps it's too old!" he remarked.  Then grumbled, "C'mon...we just bought it!"

We examined to see if it wasn't attached properly then took off the chin rest.  The buzzing ceased, then abruptly started again.

We switched strings...

                        You know what happened~ The buzzing didn't stop

We checked to see if there was anything inside the violin, through the f holes.  NOTHING.

FINALLY, DEVASTATED WE GAVE UP.

I started practicing violin and suddenly my violin touched a button on my shirt.  My dad yelped, "What's that!"

 "My button", I replied.

Along the cuff of my shirt there were lots of patterned buttons.  I put a sweater over my shirt and played.  An amazing thing happened!  The buzzing stopped.

I played again.

No buzzing.

So, it all comes down to a button that caused all this trouble.

Saturday, February 26, 2011

The Meaning of Life - combined haikus

 ~1~

You asked one question
A solitary question
The meaning of life

~2~

When her seed springs up
Mother soil welcomes child
It's the same with us

~3~

We all have desires
To find what drives these desires
carries firm meaning

~4~

Art is a desire?
Why--why do we spread it then?
Are desires for others as well?

~5~

Think of great things gone?
Think this since they are so great?
Life will show you more

Monday, February 21, 2011

My New Violin

    Yesterday I got my new violin.  Yippee!  I've been waiting for this moment.  Before I knew my violins would come and go so there was no point loving them.

    My new violin is in-between light and dark colored.  It's pretty old and was made by Maline Koel.   If you look through the f holes, you will see the name stamped inside the violin. I think we might need to switch the pegs since they keep slipping. It looks very dirty but I like it that way.  It has a mellow and dark sound.  But you can still make it bright if you try hard.  I really like it. 

    There are also lots of thingamajiggers in the case.  One was a ticket that was for a performance on my mother's birthday!  I think this violin will bring a lot of good to me.

Saturday, February 12, 2011

'The Box'

  My teacher asked me what 'Affettuoso'  meant and I said I didn't know.

  So he said, "Use the box."

  "What?"

  "The box" he repeated.

  "?"

  My teacher pulled out his phone.
  Oh! he meant the searching box!

Stars

Today, I saw the moon outside
What a simple fact.

The hunter  stood with a missing leg,
The moon replaced his head.

Today, the stars were bright outside
They spoke to me at once.

They told me what it meant to live,
to see these types of moments.

Today, the sky formed its link outside
With us and the heavens.

The path fell down in a wift of silk
It unraveled its stories.

I look up at the sky today,
I'm happy that I did.

Snowy Night

Slow they said, that's all they said.
But who would guess?
I didn't go slow.

we heard the storm at
6 O' clock!
my parents' prayers weren't answered.

The snow had sped at
a speed so fast,
screams were droned away.

We're doing fine,
We are doing fine,
but what about everyone else?