Reed Making for Oboists

Reed making Reed Making

my oboe teacher will say

no sunshine or happiness

on this grand day

I sharpen my knives

and wax the thread

and tie the cane to the tube

until my fingers bleed red

I pray to the mighty reed gods

and sob in pain

I give a blood sacrifice

praise the holy cane

In the final hours

the ultimate test grows near

will it be sharp or flat?

I’m too dense to hear

my teacher inspects the reed

while putting in the plaque

"Ana…" she says

"Do you know this reed has a crack?"