Poem: Edifice

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Who would have the time, 
the patience
and the patronage,
to build a new edifice to faith?
Today's monstrosities arise to lesser gods,
steel and glass tombs where no one lives,
while shanty towns mass around 
in some claustrophobic hell, 
whose denizens fight and beg 
just to stay alive.
Such juxtaposition is not new -
only the extremes.

copyright Francis Barker 2020

Tanka: Intervention

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I knock on the door
No one will ever answer
Seek intervention
but silence reigns in the sky
Connivance rules the dark world

copyright Francis Barker 2019

Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky 1840-1893

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Tchaikovsky, born today in 1840, remains one of my favourite composers, who embodied Russia and his times.

My particular favourite is his Serenade for Strings in C major from 1880, actually the first piece of music I ever heard on CD.