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He tuned her roughly first
hinge-pins moaning to the levered lid.
And then he came again
bending irons
drop-screw regulator
key easing pliers
parallel pliers
easing sluggish jack centres
easing the hammers’ heights
listening – touching – feeling
inside her.
Leaving her finely tuned
hungry for his fingers’ touch
longing for his probing hands
spoiling her for life.
Julie Boden
(January 2008)
This poem forms part of the collection, (working title) ‘Poems from the Piano Store’ that Julie is working on as poet in residence at THSH Birmingham.
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