A country doctor commencing on a cure. <br />A chiropractor stretching the spine of his patient. <br />An ornithologist listening for particular birds. <br />The dance of lonely awkward people. <br />Children in a schoolyard making friends. <br />Workers striking synchronous hammers. <br />Mice euthanized in a whirlpool of squeals. <br />Boxers wanting to lose the fight they’re winning. <br />The glass of winter dawn shattering. <br />Doors opening on the ringing of time. <br />An avalanche burying the mountainside. <br />A teardropp somersaulting. <br />Bells learning to cooperate in limited space. <br />The concentration of a prisoner <br />Chiseling into a wall of silence. <br />A jeweler cutting facets of pure sound. <br />A strongbox opening on a combination that keeps locking it.<br /><br />Salvatore Ala<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-piano-tuner-tuning-the-piano/
