Antonio Stradivari made his violins from trees whose wood was thickened from the cold/ who went out into the wild for him? Cut down the trees with long saws, hauled them off on horse drawn carts to Milan? We can count the rings, on the bodies of the instruments/ see the heaviest ones/ for the coldest years/ the most pure tone
Nate Maxson is a writer and performance artist. The author of several collections of poetry, he lives in Albuquerque.