Ouf indeed, John. Thanks for your kind words. Yes, do write another Debussy piece, at your convenience. That does sound like a magical evening
Thanks for liking that poem. I'm not familiar with much of Gilbert & Sullivan, but your 'Summer Evening Concerts' reminds me of various outdoor performances I've enjoyed over the years, one in particular, which will pop up in the relationship MS. An interesting evening
As we're on Debussy, here's another you might recall, after 'La cathédrale engloutie'. I was going to write something new today, but work was hectic as usual and someone in the office has received another coommission for poetry puzzles. We're grateful for the extra earnings!
Ys Bay Cathedral
Ys Bay is hard to access from the north
as hefty headlands guard its pebbly beach,
but turn a boat to east and voyage forth
and Breton's coast is easier to reach;
the waters mirror colours of the sky
and movements too, as cloudscapes drift and dance
while Sun and Moon both travel on their ways
and gulls and terns and petrels wheel and fly
above the sea as though in turning trance,
a submerged city gleaming in their gaze.
Come mornings when the waters shimmer clear
an old cathedral rises through the waves,
astonishing to witness, far and near,
for birds on high to lizards in their caves;
as spires, towers, roof, and walls ascend
a dozen bells begin a joyful chime,
a thousand voices rise in cheerful throng
to organ thunderings, and then-– an end.
The building sinks to seabed... sand... slime...
and all that's left is sky, with seabird song.
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Forthcoming