by Koba
A fun poem that hints teasingly at the ecstasy that awaits the dedicated novice who practices the ancient techniques with diligence. I like the way the various techniques are used to create the light-hearted rhythm of the novice practicing his scales which contrasts with the hint of the final purpose of these exercises.
Fun poem. The author catches the sensuality, power and rhythmn of the "nines" with his words. Nice!