Twenty one strings set me spinning,
not so much dancing as joyously traversing
a melodious harmony.
My hips embrace a rhythm foreign,
my smile soars into the clouds,
floats back to me - younger, happier, more carefree.
I dip my finger into the pond,
strum lightly its still surface,
wake it up. Realize life can be simple -
it all depends upon the tune I hum.
by Margaret Bednar, January 3, 2014
This is for "Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Music with Marian". Our inspiration today is listen to two of Africa's most distinguished musicians, the late guitarist Ali Farka Toure and kora player Toumani Diabate and write a poem…
I alway love a bass (my son plays upright and guitar) as well as guitar (he plays that as well) but I was rather intrigued by the kora - a 21 string bridge-harp. The sound makes me happy.