9-Epilogue/Eulogy (cafe/performance)

Epilogue/Eulogy (cafe/performance)
immortalize our love, honor her memory, “passion's grace”

 “What I said before about you & me perhaps is what really applies: we met on top of a mountain & should leave it at that”. For all his newspaper-reading, pub-going, and hymning of the ordinary life, a significant part of MacNeice remained in residence on that mountain top, and it was on its difficult heights that he was able to reveal himself more fully and humanly than ever before or afterwards. Jonathan Allison, editor LETTERS OF LOUIS MACNEICE


the eternal present of Thomas Browne
the remembered love of Monsarrat Leave Cancelled
the particular life lived

plein air

Come calm my grieving heart

Come calm my grieving heart
It grieves for you
Til it, and all our love,
Are laid to rest.
Again I can not respond

Now
As blocked and hidden memories rise
You emerge again as passion's grace
And I cannot respond
With sorrow that I did not act
Before the ending of our song
For into Death and silence
You have gone






Mary Borden (letter)

I suppose the ‘font’ of ambition is the desire not to be forgotten—I would like to right [sic] poems for you that will make you the subject of thought and dreams, years after we are gone—Abellard and Eloise [sic] have never been forgotten—Dante’s Beatrice is still alive—Why not my lover, who will be remembered for his services to his country, why should he not be known too, because of me?


it must end in silence

If one sees music as a spiritual journey, as I do, then it must always go forward, and I think it must eventually end in silence. I never understood that with Stockhausen: why it didn't end in silence. Perhaps it will [...] I think it must end in silence, and go on to prayer, which is a higher form of creativity. (Paul Griffiths, New Sounds, New Personalities. British Composers of the 1980s, London: Faber, 1985, 111)

music of love

magic melody
dangerous dissonance
baroque being
senile silence