From A Well-Mannered Storm: The Glenn Gould Poems, published by Caitlin Press in 2008. I hummed, I drummed my feet, conducted myself and anyone else who’d pay attention, or not whole carols, anthems, hymns my body a pulse and thrum vibrating, pendulum a rhythmic throb and flutter in a roll and pitch see-sawing, a diving board its upward oscillation a palpitation the room a seismic lurching all those pitching microphones a-flutter and I ask, (an aside to the engineer beside the tape recorder, open-mouthed) Did I sing?
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Pamela Kent more than 11 years ago