Toy Piano is a blog run by IVY, who is an eighteen year old girl.
C’est moi. Howdy.
Ivy listens to a lot of music, and is also very opinionated.
Because of these two traits, she thinks she is qualified to become a music reviewer/critic. She is going to college to study writing and journalism so that she can make this a reality.
Thanks to the advent of the internet, Ivy can practice her reviewing by forcing people to read her blog.
This blog is about music, concerts, movies, art, anything that Ivy sees fit to write about.
Please read it.
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Requests for Toy Piano
by Tony Hoagland
Play the one about the family of the ducks
where the ducks go down to the river
and one of them thinks the water will be cold
but then they jump in anyway
and like it and splash around.
No, I must play the one
about the nervous man from Palestine in row 14
with a brown bag in his lap
in which a gun is hidden in a sandwich.
Play the one about the handsome man and woman
standing on the steps of her apartment
and how the darkness and her perfume and the beating of their hearts
conjoin to make them feel
like leaping from the edge of chance—
No, I should play the one about
the hard rectangle of the credit card
hidden in the man’s back pocket
and how the woman spent an hour
plucking out her brows, and how her perfume
was made from the destruction of a hundred flowers.
Then play the one about the flower industry
in which the migrant workers curse their own infected hands
from tossing sheaves of roses and carnations
into the back of the refrigerated trucks.
No, I must play the one about the single yellow daffodil
standing on my kitchen table
whose cut stem draws the water upwards
so the plant is flushed with the conviction
that the water has been sent
to find and raise it up
from somewhere so deep inside the earth
not even flowers can remember.
Source: Poetry (January 2006).