Once Upon a Time In America

 

It was a cold January morning,

all around looked a bit boring.

In Washington’s subway

was the beginning of the ordinary day.

Everyone was in a hurry,

they didn’t want to worry

and didn’t pay attention

to the man I would like here to mention.

The passers-by didn’t clap

to the man wearing jeans and baseball cap.

They all looked at the clock,

so that to get in time for their work.

It was not a tradition

to listen to a street musician.

That man played his violin.

He didn’t try to win.

He was in his own skin.

Would you like to know?

It was certainly not a show.

But…he played

the most beautiful works of art,

the best musical compositions.

Those sounds could touch anyone’s heart

if they were played in another condition.

Now, I would like to tell.

That man was Joshua Bell,

the famous American violinist.

He didn’t persist on subway’s stage,

He was not in a rage for earning 32 dollars,

playing only 45 minutes.

For a street player it’s a good salary,

considering the USA country.

But…you know what?

There is something I forgot.

Two days before

His salary was insanely more.

For the concert in Boston it was a million

because he was really brilliant.

But…in Washington’s subway

Everyone went away

without hearing his play.

Here is my comment.

It was an experiment

suggested by Washington Post.

I don’t know it’s cost

but I know quite well

we do not hear even the church bell.

We are blind and deaf

And it’s the biggest grief.

One man from that subway’s crowd had said:

He played too loud.

 

©Larisa Rzhepiahevska

The 5th of March,2011

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Larisa Rzhepishevska

Sun 6th Mar 2011 02:07

Lynn! You are so dear! Thank you very much for your correction.I will change it immediately. Love, hugs and warmest wishes, Larisa

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Lynn Dye

Sun 6th Mar 2011 01:32

Enjoyed this poem, Larisa.
(Hope you don't mind me saying, passers-by would sound better than passer-bys.)
But a really interesting story, well told.
Love, Lynn xx

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Larisa Rzhepishevska

Sat 5th Mar 2011 23:25

Thank you, dear Stefan! Love, hugs and warmest wishes, Larisa (Odessa girl)

<Deleted User> (6895)

Sat 5th Mar 2011 23:20

what a very interesting poem Larisa.very different.Thank you.xx

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