nothing was
as that
one note
so lonely
long before
the band
(as unexpectedly
as you
always knew
it would)
came on
just like
the river
smooth and
movelessly flowing.
Image: Ensayando con el oboe, by Joàn Abella, published under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 2.0 Generic (CC BY-NC-ND 2.0) license.
Bag of Anything 
There’s a scene in the film Amadeus where Salieri is looking at Mozart’s score of a piece for wind band and we hear the music in his head. He finds the high solo note on the oboe that wafts above so effortless and so exquisite; you capture that ecstatic moment here in exactly the same way.
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