Hour of Lead Op 43

 Part II - '…the margin of eternity…' series. References 'The Hour of Lead' poem by Emily Dickenson:

After great pain, a formal feeling comes -
The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs -
The stiff Heart questions was it He, that bore,
And Yesterday, or Centuries before?

The Feet, mechanical, go round -
Of Ground, or Air, or Ought -
A Wooden way,
Regardless grown,
A Quartz contentment, like a stone -

This is the Hour of Lead -
Remembered, if outlived,
As Freezing persons, recollect the Snow -
First - Chill - then Stupor - then the letting go    Emily Dickenson


 Instrumentation: Cor Anglais; 3 Bass Clarinets; Classical Guitar; Theorbo; Harp; 3 Cellos; Percussion (1)

Duration: 17 minutes

Date of Composition: 2016

Performance:

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  © Brian Noyes 2014