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Harrison Birtwistle & Christopher Logue
Published online: 24 Aug 2009.
To cite this article: Harrison Birtwistle & Christopher Logue (1989) Texts, Contemporary Music
Review, 5:1, 97-100, DOI: 10.1080/07494468900640561
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Contemporary Music Review, (~) 1989HarwoodAcademicPublishersGmbH
1989, Vol. 5, pp. 97-100 Printed in the United Kingdom
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Texts
H a r r i s o n Birtwistle a n d C h r i s t o p h e r L o g u e
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A M U S I C I A N ' S TEXTS
Two poems by Harrison Birtwistle, written for setting by himself.
Songs by myself
"Words for music are hard to come by. These were dredged from the silt of my
subconscious during spates of holiday melancholy on the island of Symi in the
Southern Dodecanese in the spring of 1983".
(The setting was completed in 1984 and is scored for soprano, flute, violin,
viola, cello, double bass, piano and vibraphone.)
I
O light set a flame in amber, and freeze
the rose's pulse.
II
I lean against a shade: cold thoughts
so warm your heavy lids with still
shrouded dreams.
The wind which caught me leaving
becalmed its own s h y n e s s . . , so twist
its keen direction toward a final end.
III
Cold statements thaw time's stillness
but once the daydream's midnight
belled slow refrain ends - listlessly
dipping my finger in the petrified waters of
its daytime ring, I move the fretting pulse
of yesterday's tomorrow.
IV
Steps; bequeathed entrances, falling
below a line of s h o r e . . , lie still,
move your eyes, let this vision of time
declare itself void.
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V
This silence before light cuts a knot
of d r e a m s .
1-2 2-1 1-2 2 - 1 . . .
glass framed shadows from blue
circles
stops my breath.
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Words overheard
A composed fragment
(This s e t t i n g w a s c o m p l e t e d in 1985 a n d is s c o r e d for s o p r a n o , flute, o b o e ,
bassoon and strings.)
A s o n g s s l o w n u m b e r s lie b e n e a t h t h i s n i g h t s c o l d w r a p s . .
.... sing., sing again again again and a gain a...
. . . . t h e m o o n s still r e a l m m o v e s . . . . a g a i n a g a i n
a n d a g a i n . . , t w i c e o n c e m o r e . . . . . at t h i s t i m e . . . .
9 she would smile ...... and on that day ....
.. when we had met.., she was so... well.. I...
did not wait.., when.. I. 9 say.., that she could
.. not.. when... I.. say that she.. could not.., when
I say.. that she could., not ...........
....... and.., then., one.. day.. she. could
forget ..... must find., that day. 9 . would smile...
. . . a n d l i k e . . , t h a t s all . . . . s h e w a s s o w e l l . . , w o u l d
be secret, and then ..... stained glass windows ....
9 crossed my mind now ..... I say that she..
now.. her tiny fingers., that all.. find poor.
9 . she would forget now.. I did not.. one day... I did
n o t w a i t . , d i d n o t s t a y at t h i s . . , t i m e n o w
this time., thats all.., next day.., thats all.. this time..
n e x t d a y . . , t h a t s all 9 t h i s . , t i m e t h a t s all n e x t d a y
t h i s t i m e . . . . t h a t s all . . . . n e x t . . , d a y . . , t h a t all t h i s
... time ..... next .... day .... thats all...
This ...... time ..... that day she would
f o r g e t t h e s k y . . , b u t like I w o u l d o n e d a y . . . .
when I ..... say that.., she ......
..... again .......
A POET'S TEXTS
works: Ring a Dumb Carillon for soprano, clarinet and percussion (1964--5) and
Meridian for mezzo-soprano, female chorus and ensemble (1970-1). Christopher
Logue's poems are from Wand and Quadrant, Paris: Collection Merlin, Olympia
Press, 1953.
A Matter of Prophecy
He sleeps as sound as any tide
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A n d on the briar
Swings the d u n c e of birds:
A n d in the m o o n
His comb is like a wizard's
Hat, and w o r d s
Are in his beak, and rose
Coloured as if it t r a p p e d
The blizzard,
In his eye.