Monday, 11 June 2012

working from pictures

Standard procrastination when you need to write music for someone else is to end up writing music for yourself. New song down at the bottom of the page.

According to Brueghel
when Icarus fell
it was spring

a farmer was ploughing
his field
the whole pageantry

of the year was
awake tingling

the edge of the sea
with itself

sweating in the sun
that melted
the wings' wax

off the coast
there was

a splash quite unnoticed
this was
Icarus drowning

(William Carlos Williams, Landscape with the fall of Icarus)

Remembering in flashes
The stings and the rashes
(I lie when I tell you I don't)

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