Our trip to Krakow was not highly organized.
So, I gave thanks to the gods of serendipity
when we came upon an evening concert
of Klezmer music.

The performance seemed very good
even though I cannot tell a good musician
from a bad one.

Maybe the locals do not know it
but the music in the hall
is like string from a ball of yarn
batted around by a kitten
from Wawel Castle to
St. Mary’s Basilica.

Their feet get tangled in it,
thinking of their ordinary life
that may not be ordinary again
for centuries.

– Dominic Tarpey