A ballad in three remembered steps
The Room Remembers
No stage. No audience.One voice bears the story; every joined hand brings the line home.
What the singer carries, the unbroken ring remembers.
Refrain · 01
I.
Tar-black boards hold the dark close. At lamp height, the first line leaves one mouth and crosses the room.
Two steps forwardVoice begins the tale
II.
Wool sleeve meets wool sleeve. The story lengthens by measure, without string, drum, or solitary star.
One step backThe chain keeps time
III.
Iron-gall words darken on rag paper, but in the room the old verse stays warm in many voices.
Return togetherThe refrain closes