Our Ghost And Its Music

My youngest brother plays a nocturne

by Chopin in rickety, bumpety rhythms,

his fingers searching for the proper keys.

He doesn’t see the ghost of our father

hovering behind him, its head cocked

left then right to better hear the notes.

Ghosts in Noh plays in Japan are said to

suffer in the afterlife because of their

attachment to their pasts in this one.

Our father left us for the land of

shadows more than forty years ago

and seems content to live there,

except for when he visits us to hear if his

youngest son has finally learned to play the

nocturne he himself could never master.

© J.M.Keating 2015

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