|Endeavor, Lino Tagliapietra, Columbus Museum of Art|
A Different Kind of Music
I was listening to the Sultans of Swing
bopping my head to the beat of the music
(mostly to the beat anyway).
They were deep in conversation,
ignoring the fairly excellent
musical stylings of the Dire Straits.
Their eyes were intent on each flying finger.
I wanted to eavesdrop, but all I heard
were explosions of color flung from
their silent finger ballet.
We so easily sling verbal arrows at one another.
And I’m sure they could have been shouting
at each other with those fingers,
but from my table?
It was all a rainbow.
Daddy's wife Amy (which makes her my step-mother & the only mother I have now unless you count various mother-aunts) got her master's degree after her children were grown and then taught at the NC School for the Deaf for many years before she retired. We were out eating pizza when she & Daddy saw a couple of folks signing to each other. I wasn't rude & didn't turn aroud to look, but I could imagine the scene... Then Daddy started singing along with the Dire Straits & that distracted me. Wouldn't it distract you too?
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