by Liz Bastos.
petite, ‘twixt chin and shoulder it snugly fits
Cradle them, burnished, glowing, wood, etc. Esteem it, sure,
this stringed “instrument” first seen in Northern Italy in 1530
the playing of it? Horribleness. Backward Renaissance.
It starts bad and
worse gets. It’s for looking only. You don’t cat gut & horse hair a bow across David because you’re curious.
So pretty to look at, someone thought,
— a 16th-century Italian — terribly curious
about this little cello
compared to good-sounding ones that are right-sized for music
“Mi chiedo come suona questo bellezzo”
I wonder how this beauty sounds
awful wonder. To play all the pretty things
made by the old village Tuscany luthier, do we really have to?
Whose feelings would it hurt to not?
The start of symphonies
first violin the Leader, and
after the Leader
everyone, the whole pit
throwing themselves after this thing
that should not be heard