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Spring 2006 SLAM! - Congrats to the winners - see you all next time! |
"Constanze Weber" ![]() At two months shy of thirty-six you left your requiem unfinished, your notes a minor mess upon my floor. I compose myself: tell you sotto voce, Farewell, Amadé and kiss your to-be-legendary poisoned lips to marry, then, a Danish diplomat (and he as much obsessed with you as I) as if trying to forget what keys you inked or with which instrument or every time those gold-edged paper whispers walled our raw rehearsals for the candelabra-lighted concert nights. As recompense I have but minuets, sonatas, operas, symphonies, and scores all performed in dreamtime rhythms where our marriage bed complexities take hurried bows and exit to applause. "Whenever I'm caught between two evils, I take the one I've never tried." ~ Mae West (1892 - 1980) ** Image ID #750081 Unavailable ** ![]() ** Image ID #868365 Unavailable ** |