There’s something about the cello that ruins the soul. It’s as if whoever first built one had fallen from grace, and in so doing, torn their heart from their chest and strung it from ear to toe. Before bleeding into the land, into history, into nothingness, they’d picked up a twig and begun to play. Death was not an option. Only a life of unending sorrow remained.
I recite this story to my secretary as I sit here and play. The notes rise and fall with her breaths. My fingers rest only when she blinks. I pour my everything into this most personal performance, not to impress, but to explain.
Richard M. Ankers is the English author of The Eternals Series and Britannia Unleashed all published by Next Chapter. Richard feels privileged to have had stories and poetry published all over the world. He lives to write.
A prolific writer, a constant source of clearing his mind, Richard has created this website to share just some of the many poems and prose he has written that would otherwise have fallen by the wayside.
Reading and writing have always been Richard's main love along with the pursuit of keeping fit, running, walking, and anything that provides a spectacular view.
Running in the rain with his headphones on whilst dreaming up some future storyline is just about perfect. It would be nicer still if that run was in Switzerland or Norway, but we can't have everything.
Oh, and coffee, lots and lots of coffee.
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10 thoughts on “The Cellist”
This is beautiful, Richard. 💜
Thank you, Shreya. I bet you can’t guess what I was listening to when I wrote it? 😉
Um! I really can’t but would really like to know what may trigger you as a beautiful writer.
That was a trick question, it was someone playing the cello.
The cellist is called Tina Guo and her album is called Dies Irae. She’s very good. Fair to say it moved me.
Ah.. Great to know!
I honestly don’t mean to be disrespectful, but when I saw that picture I spent ages wondering how they got that horse’s ass to be so shiny. Then I saw the title of the piece. Ah, a cello! 😃
Better a horse than a mule. Harder to polish.
True that. I have seen some shiny horses, but none so shiny as a cello, and, for sure, a mule’s ass is not in the same league.
The cello plays beautiful, mellow, deep music. I can see the allure.
Yes, there’s just something about it. 🙂