Instructions on how to play the mouth-harp*

This entry is part 29 of 31 in the series Morning Porch Poems: Spring 2013


Mind the way the wind
knifes through a grove of slender growth,

whistling through the lattices they form—
How the lips press

lightly against the tongue of the bamboo blade,
how a finger pulls back on the lever—

Mouth open, teeth held
back and kept from biting—


In response to an entry from the Morning Porch.


Series Navigation← Endleaffrom Ghost Blueprints →

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.