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On the road in the Northwest of America.
Time folds into Space like a thread
wound round into a skein;
The one-at-a-time folds into and becomes
the all-at-once, as differences
become co-present.
Listen to the notes of Melody wind round
themselves to become Harmony as the
piano’s sustaining pedal is pushed down.
That’s the sound of Time becoming Space.
New OCTET PROJECT "Chorale,"
for Clarinet solo
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from 100 MINIATURES
(26) Rhythm? The colonization
of Space and Time
by the outmoded religions
of the past has been replaced
by the formative forces
of outward material wealth.
In the town where the lights
flash night and day,
every day, the symphony
searching for the harmony
of the Universe is left,
until the very moment
of liberation,
forever uncharted
and unsung.
(27) Muzak? We shape the world and
the world shapes us: In the past,
background:—
prepackaged sounds,
all the salient features
lobed off by a filter of mediocrity;
Unnoticed, transformed into
foreground:—
without the long rows
of cereal boxes, detergents,
garbage bags and
entertainment guides,
having come full circle,
now standing firmly—
center stage.
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