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; Harp; 3 Cellos; Percussion (1)
Duration: 10 minutes
Date of Composition: 2016
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