Wednesday, June 27, 2012

(Almost) Wordless Wednesday: Coney Island / Playing From Memory

He sat at the old upright, drenched in sun, on a too-warm January day, just below the Coney Island Museum.  The fractured story of a place hummed above him.  He played from memory, just as we did, running our fingers along the slide of banister, drumming the floorboards, peering into the coin-operated telescope of time.

Maybe I have an urge to play an instrument I can not fit in my apartment.  Maybe I wish I was not at work but on Coney Island's beaches or riding the rickety Cyclone.  I don't know. But I think of him today.
Posted by Melissa Sarno at 9:55 AM
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2 comments:

  1. MeredithJune 27, 2012 at 6:16 PM

    Aw, how sweet! The only songs I can play on piano from memory are "Fur Elise" and "Deck the Halls." But this makes me want to be playing the piano right now!

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  2. KJune 28, 2012 at 10:09 AM

    How lovely! I'd love to play the piano but like you, could never fit one in my flat.

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