The Concert of Cerridwen’s Joy
I enter the concert hall
with my saxophone
case and
find myself
surrounded
by
legit musicians
Cerridwen beams, hands me
a score
and cues the beginning
keeping time
yet leaving room
for interpretation.
encircled by
leaping and frolicking phrases
I feel the vibrations
reach my secret self
and join in
tasting every note
sometimes
the notes are provided
or not…
I improv through
these empty spaces
in my score
as the song unfolds
I am surprised
to hear
a doumbek
an mbira
a bodhrán
a shakuhachi
all the instruments
of the world
woven together
with my
saxophone
in this concert
of Cerridwen’s joy
-Tara L. Carnes
*Ceridwen is regarded as the Celtic goddess of rebirth, transformation, and inspiration.
Poem first published in SageWoman Magazine, Issue 93, June 2018.