Dvorak Sextet

Simple, sweet line

passed lightly from one instrument to the next

like a greeting among friends.

Concerted, flowing, coy and coquettish—

a dance of favors.

How much sweeter,

sitting in a sea of empty chairs,

leaning in to catch every note,

to clutch longingly after the thread

as they pull apart the weave

to perfect a note, a phrase;

a pause filled with murmurs,

and once more they dive into the dance.

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