Creation
With Vigour, drawn to collapse
Escape must be sought, yet...
Work. Vigour! (Collapse to sleep)
annotating wordless prose,
after prose after prose.
Hearing again that silent polyphony
of silent chords, or words unspoken.
Written in an eternity of never
of somewhere the ray of sound
(dark and silent in space) Suffocating.
Or being formed, alone and silent
But taking form, and reform.
To cohere to structural form
for the sake of musical form, and joy.
Ranges or tonecolour, rhythm or motif.
Or neither, or none, the conceptual
changes again, and again, being captured
but being lost forever. Changing again. Taking form
for it to become an open sound.
Alive and resonant for all to feel,
that trumpeting blast to declare
the triumphant arrival of the premiere performanc
the seductave clarinet sounding all is well.
This is what was meant.
That silent ring, which starts a new concept
with vigour, drawn to collapse.
With vigour, drawn to collapse. This scentence came to mind when I was
working on a section of my 6 minute HSC composition. I was working on the
piece which had assumed the title of "Confluence". The working title of
the piece (and eventualy the finished name too). When first introduced
in the opening of the poem, the title seems enigmatic. Later seemingly
it is trying to reinforce overwork, and tiredness. But by the time we get
to the last line, that same group of words suggests something else. That
the compositional process itself is being talked about, and that the 'inspiration'
is the subject, which is drawn to collapse. This Idea of 'same phrase'
meaning different things by it's context came about while working with
music. A musical Motif, is a phrase which helps with musical continuity
by introducing repitition. In my composition Confluence, I had used a motif
as a sense of promise in the begining, a sense of wonder by it's unusual
bi-tonality, but by the end, that same motif became (in context) almost
a nagging sense of unforfilldness, simply by it's context. By returning
the "wonder" theme, with softer accompanimental context, and after the
gruelling atonal "argument" section of the piece, the wonder motif became
reminicient. much like the "With vigour, drawn to collapse" line of creation.
"Creation" itself was composed during the compositinal process of Confluence.
The subject matter, and title are allusions to the act of composition and
creativity. A process where inspiration is taken, and transformed from
a concept into a work of art. Be it paint, litrature or music, the original
inspiration is taken, some parts of it may be lost in the transferr from
concept, and other concepts may be poluted by other concepts or by inability
to fully express oneself, or because of set 'rules' or 'norms' (especialy
in music). The end result is often brilliant, yet different from the original
concept. and along the way, the artist (or poet or author or composer)
may have forgotton about some original features.
That is my Idea anyway, because that's what happned to me with "Confluence".
I was going to compose a "Confluence II" but never did. Maby I will someday.