Carillon
A carillon is French for bells, the ones
that play in towers, clanging sounds of joie
from twenty-three or more cast metal copes
that founders shaped and tuned from hum to prime––
the pitch that’s heard when carillonneurs strike
the keys with half-closed fists and half-closed eyes
to hear concordant harmonies rise up
the belfry, exit over cobblestones
and swoop by slanted windows, open notes
that dart among the fuchsia, hover there
before they wing into our memory’s roost.
Kim King ©2015
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