It’s my favorite part of a concert:
the tuning of the instruments –
a cacophony of horns and strings
a single piano & light percussion –
warming up, tightening the bow
just so, sharpening the flats
my favorite part.
Then the first violin walks in. And just
like a beehive where the queen
has been absent, the random buzz
of tuning stops and a calm descends
on the collective:
she strums a C-note & all join in.