from
Elemental Portraits: Nocturnes for Two Pianos,
composed
by Kirk Whipple
The
beginning and the end of night—
from
sunset to sunrise—
is
a concentration of songlines to whet the palate:
jazz
notes defining the quality of the forest,
a
velvet refugee dressed in marimba patterns,
escaped
blue notes outside the key.
Not
technical études, but the theater
of
neon rain in concentric ripples.
Where does night's vagary
begin and end?
We
seek the piano score for modern landscapes,
not
a dreamy ideal of romantic music.
As
if out of oscuridad, a sacred
text
finds
the first phrases of the moon.
The
vibration of human existence resonates
in
the music walking us out of ourselves,
the
thighbones reminding us
of
the steps taken: syllables of the air.
The
melody lingers deep inside
long
after the overture of the dream ends.
The
nocturnal eye of the nightingale
waits
for further instructions
from
the coda:
an
endless stranger
inside
the depths of night.
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