"Incidental Music"

Tis’ fallow ground from which one hears the words
   incidental musick
For I am no more likely to provoke an incident
   than to refuse the inevitability of Musick.

Be that as in May
   great musick always springs forth
   in wind and aire and strings,
Flying from the creator's mind
   to mine own heart.
So fast the metamorphosis that sweeps my attention,
   no sense can be made of its direction.

What appears as underscore,
   suggestion and direction
   on stage is
   Impossible
   to ignore,
   overtaking any and all sense of narrative form.

So fast the metamorphosis that sweeps my attention,
   no sense can be made of its direction.

Only at the peril of my own Vision and Truth
   do I deny the power of Musick. 

dedicated to film composer Kris Bowers   

April 2022

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