Otto Gibbs - Confessions of the Persistent

Описание: I. Admiration
II. Creation
III. Illumination
IV. Reminition

Composer: Otto Gibbs
Poet/Librettist & Soprano: Sarah Ganon
Piano: Stewart Smith
Videography: Jian of JPeters Media ‪@JPeters_media‬

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Admiration:

Where blackness carpets emerald earth
beneath beech and willow twisted skies,
they peek through leafless silver birch –

flecks of nectar, Light’s three spies;
a lantern scattering its candlelight,
a swarm of flaxen fireflies,

and a torch at the end of the corridor,
setting webs of brush and scrub ablaze
with the promise of future Toreador.

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Creation:

One single note
phlegmy
imperfect
born to air and four walls
just four walls
four brick walls
refracting
splintering
into endings
beginnings
and joyful in-betweens.

Trolls may be gathering down the hall
witches circling overhead
dragons belching at the door
but very soon
that one single note
has expanded
within these four walls
my four brick walls
so loud now
that it drowns out
them all.

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Illumination:

What do you do if you’re passed these things,
these fibrous vessels,
neon green beads,
beans,
green beans?

What if instead of throwing out the things,
on your knees,
you sowed the seeds,
the beans,
green beans?

Look now!
Above your head,
behind the trees ---
a turret peeks.

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Reminition:

Somewhere down the no-turn-back trail,
Familiarity found me there, and
with a flit of his snow-white cotton-bud tail
had me diverting, then, to follow.

No sooner than we had vanished from sight,
down a shaft of his own design,
had my falling form veered, taking flight
in a swirling gallery of dilated time.

As I pulled myself through a tiny trap door
into a world of lopsided angles,
I realised then: Yes, I’ve been here before,
this was home once --- long ago.

Unawares, I’d have left Wonderland behind,
if it wasn’t for that little bit of cotton,
whose chance quest had brought to mind
a knowing I hadn’t realised I’d forgotten.

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In memory of Richard Gill AO and Dr. Geoffrey Forbes.