Open Strings by Jan Zwicky (a philosopher, poet, violinist, Canadian)Here is my pick,
"E, laser of the ear, ear's
in a tux, the sky's blue, pointed;
A, youngest of the four, cocksure
and vulnerable, the white kid
on the basketball team — immature,
D is the tailor
who sewed the note "I shall always love you"
into the hem of the village belle's wedding dress,
a note not discovered until ten years later in New York
where, poor and abandoned, she was ripping up the skirt
for curtains, and he came,
and he married her;
G, cathedral of the breastbone,
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