ROMANCING THE EARA Poem by VolI had a romantic professor once for a class called “Music History.” But that’s not what he talked about; he was also a “Sound Engineer,” so I can now explain, to anyone interested, about a phenomenon called “sympathetic vibrations,” so they too would know why the lead crystal bowl at the jewelry store where I worked was now nothing more than a pile of sparkling slivers.
I still think it strange the only time I’ve heard the term was when it was so perfectly apropos. I could use an occasional sympathetic vibration like Alice used to do, but I digress. How many musical notes had to align to put a misguided marching band dude and a crazy inventory loss in such close sequence while I was there to see in all the vast universe of time and space?
The Milky Way flies along at one million three hundred forty thousand miles per hour while spinning at a mere one hundred thirty miles per second. Sol flies along at five hundred, fourteen thousand mph, pulling Earth and its sixty-seven thousand miles per hour orbit along, all while we sit and spin at another thousand miles an hour.
Like I said, Dr. Smith was a romantic, just ask his secretary with the mussed hair and smeared lipstick. I gained a lot of useless information from him about crumbling chimneys, and metal fatigue, and how cute stenographers keep their jobs, but no matter how much I want to cut back across time and all those impossible miles to ask why Dr. Smith never told us the difference between classical Mozart and Romantic Liszt... A great question you say? Well... it was on the final. © 2025 VolFeatured Review
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