SYMPHONY

 


Everything was prepared, the score commissioned, the ranks of strings, brass, woodwind and percussion, assembled, even a singer found for the brief cantata in the first movement. She had him wheeled in, his broken body propped by stays.


‘What’s this?’


‘Your symphony.’


Symphony? Are you deaf? I asked for sympathy.’


Photo: Pittsburgh Symphony Orchestra (wikipedia)


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