Waves As Shapes

Juncos darted in blossoms
Of an ornamental plum
On an artificial pond
Home to geese and ducks at dawn.
Fences kept the foxes out,
And wells kept the fenced lawn green.
Creosote and coyotes

Lived in the brown rocks around.
Inside the house, Horowitz
Could be heard in recordings
Made seventy years ago,
Pounding Mussorgsky, pinning
The needles of the machines
That translated shapes and waves.