Traffic wheels through slush snow falls on a grey city layers of time huddle Passersby smile as Baroque chimes from a hidden spire.
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©2017 Ontheland
I was in Toronto on Monday afternoon parking my car when I thought I was dreaming. I heard what sounded like a Bach chorale wafting through city sounds. And then I saw the green spire, which you can see in the photo. I imagine the carillon musician was preparing for a concert.
In 1922 the carillon of Metropolitan United Church was the first tuned Carillon to be installed in North America. It started with 23 bells and now has 54. I lived in Toronto for over 30 years but don’t recall hearing the carillon before, except perhaps to chime the hour. It was my lucky day!
Marvelous!
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Thank you 🙂
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The poem has a feel of Vienna or Prague or Budapest, lovely
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Thanks Denis 🙂 (I’ve never been to those places 🙂
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