The Guitarist Tunes Up ~ Frances Cornford

This poem is one of those not so rare ones where the title exactly matches what happens in the poem. This poem consists of one stanza made up of eight lines. The poem is grouped into four sections, each consisting of two consecutive lines. These sections are not only divided by subject and content, but rhyme scheme as well. The first grouping is an introduction, and little more. It introduces us to the subject of the poem, before it, like all poetry, confuses us with metaphors, analogies, and other figurative language that I, for one, just don't truly care enough to try and follow. Though, I admit, this one is fairly easy. The second and third grouping tells us about how the guitarist tunes the instrument. The second grouping does this by telling the way the guitarist does not handle said guitar, which is good because I would be very angry with the musician did handle the instrument in such a disrespectful way. The third grouping tells us how the instrumentalist does handle the guitar, which shows the love he has for his guitar. The fourth and final grouping further describes the way he treats his guitar, going a little further into the realm of figurative language than I am entirely comfortable with. But that's what I get for taking a class that requires knowledge of poetry. My one insight to this poem is that this man and guitar are not on the stage in a rock concert, more like on the stage in a quiet local bar, not a club, but a small, quaint, and quiet little bar.