And the Taxi Radio Played Beethoven’s Ninth
a poem about Beethoven, the cosmos and learning the violin
and the back-seat tilt is a space shuttle launch as the ears and eyes of awareness ascend through a hole in the top of my head propelled by the major and minor chords the necessary trauma before the bravura heavenly choirs of hairs standing erect in my pores and ten thousand flash mob revellers under the skin this fraternal salute to the notion of union proves its case to the cosmos as a time-loop remembrance the over-soul symphony of the mystical Nine
and now what exactly is not the Self not a receiver-transmitter not God’s microphone? car-horn clock-click panther-motor harmonic convergence of traffic 360 virtual reality revelation this music the key in the lock of understanding the rainbow bridge linking earth to sky the straight-ahead heartbeat blip of this car hurtling down a freeway cutting through the night a path a track a pilgrimage a runway the destination already an advent time-travel in a taxi lifts me through a hole in the roof of my cranium back to First Year orchestra second violins and scratchy Song of Joy after-school rehearsals the one grand tune bulletproof perfect unable to be ruined by mouse-squeaks from rosin fingers slipping out of position during my naïve attempts at earliest music when the gift of weeping the gift of weeping began
A Literary Impulse & Paper Poetry “Eudaemonia” Prompt Submission
Eudaimonia, Literary Impulse, Poetry, Spirituality, India, photography, Himalaya, trekking, mountains, flower
Chris Mooney-Singh’s his last poetry collection was The Bearded Chameleon. His fiction has appeared in The Best Asia Speculative Fiction and Crime Scene: Singapore. His most recent short film Looking for Mr Gelam was released in Jan 2021. See his website and meet him on Medium.
Inviting other writers to Literary Impulse: James G. Brennan, Lover Boy in Space, Taylor Smart, Jessica Lee McMillan, Nasia Tarn, Bill Abbate, Johana Dhami
“FOR DETAILS CHECK [What does Eudaimonia mean to you?]”
