Studying is for the Birds

I do everything but study for the LCSW exam. Tonight, I pulled the clarinet from the back of the closet and am trying to play it. It’s been silent for the better part of the last decade. What once was so easy is now difficult.

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Three things are easier: staying in tune, my ambiture, and my lung capacity. What’s worse for wear is the fingering. Some of it is muscle memory, and I typically fall prey to overthinking.

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[dynamic]

brashly striding into the foresight,

notes lilt on the breeze

lean onto staffs for strength

as times gone by are obscured

by forward-stretching glow of a lantern.

phases are unnaturally discerned,

playfully stepping to plumb emotions;

scaling back into the claret

for a rest ‘fore pitching sharply.

little anchors the vision

of the weary wandering into fugue.