David Starkey The 2River View, 9.1 (Fall 2004)

—for Babelle

Whether it is root
chord in a folksy

in some rockabilly

or merely the major
to B minor’s
aching promise,

D seems always
there in the songs
we figure out,

bent over our boom
boxes, listening
hard to the radio.

And when we lift
our pointer finger
from the G string,

then hammer it
back down, D sounds
even better,

as though music
really was a language
and D was a word

people used often
but took entirely
for granted,

like air or water,
salt or love,
breath or bread.

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