Today, a poem by Swedish poet and Nobel Prize Winner Tomas Tranströmer, who is often inspired by music, in this case, Haydn:
Allegro
I play Haydn after a black day
and feel a simple warmth in my hands.
The keys are willing. Soft hammers strike.
The resonance green, lively and calm.
The music says freedom exists
and someone doesn’t pay the emperor tax.
I push down my hands in my Haydnpockets
and imitate a person looking on the world calmly.
I hoist the Haydnflag – it signifies:
“We don’t give in. But want peace.’
The music is a glass-house on the slope
where the stones fly, the stones roll.
And the stones roll right through
but each pane stays whole.
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And Norwegian pianist Leif Ove Andsnes playing Haydn.
A Few Reasonable Words 