Wednesday, 28 April 2021

Kjell Espmark: 'Fem à sex gymnasiaster'


Five or six Sixth Form students

who feigned a music society

to loan records from the educational association

was an irresistible temptation.

When you put on my Concerto for Orchestra

I entered the untidy room

and watched you all get up,

frightened at Bartók’s visit.

You stared at my 49 kilos,

my down-folded soft-leather boots,

but evaded my eyes

as if dazzled by welding flames.

I sat silent for what was about an hour

and raised a warming hand

if anyone tried to ask a question.

Then I abruptly got up and left.

Only in that way

could I remain among you.

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