Capriccio
When I was a child I urged time to move. To become a hummingbird and flit and fly
as fast as it can. There I am sitting in my Grandmother’s den: if only time could spin
faster and faster. Then sitting in class–any class, all the classes, every lecture I’ve ever
been forced to sit through. Then suddenly the capriccio of life, I’m standing at my Mother’s
funeral urging time to become amber, to preserve me as long as it can, to let me gaze
out of the caramel lens and to achingly hold every moment in my mind like it was glued
to every individual cell in my brain. My professor in college told me this would happen
and like a kid I kept reading Plath, and Dickinson, not thinking that time would ever
accelerate to the point that I would beg it to slow to the lazy trot of a worm in the garden.
capriccio
\ kuh-PREE-chee-oh; It. kah-PREET-chaw \ , noun;
1. a caper; prank.
2. Music . a composition in a free, irregular style.
3. a whim; caprice.
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