London Revisited

London Revisited

Haunting these shattered walls, hung with our past

That no electron and no sun can pierce,

We visit rooms in dreams

Where we ourselves are ghosts.

There is no foothold for our solid world,

No hanging Babylon for the certain mind

In rooms tattered by wind, wept on by rain.

Wild as the tomb, wild as the mountainside

A storm of hours has shaken the finespun world

Tearing away our palaces, our faces, and our days.

 

This extract from London Revisited shows the moment when the voice joins the final bars of the keyboard’s second ‘rising from the depths’ passage that frame a series of declamations by the singer. This music uses the same generative structure as the composer’s Rising, Falling, Hovering for solo piano.

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