>From: "Halvard Johnson" <[log in to unmask]>
>To: "Weiss, Mark" <[log in to unmask]>
>Subject: Re: Ives
>Date: Fri, 28 Nov 2003 16:30:34 -0500
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>I seem to be suffering from po'etc. blockage today, so
>I guess this is just for you--unless you can pass it on.
>
>Hal
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>Let me chime in with a little Ivesiana of my own.
>The words (as I recall) are from here and there
>in *Essays Before a Sonata*. Could be wrong,
>though, after all these years.
>
>Hal
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>Rockstrewn Hills Join In: A Brief Requiem for Charles Ives
>
>Almost yesterday the mountain lake
>the character of his friend
>What is behind it all?
>Streams that flow through the garden
>of consciousness
>
> An evening train
> Through pine-swept atmosphere
> even the fishes in the pond
> no longer hear rumbles
>
>We paint it all with any color
>left at hand—the heart left alone chain
>No wagon hitched to it
>Certain vision truths translate
>into afterglow
>
> Monotone days
> more introspective than others
> Swan songs heard faintly
> in the offing
>
>Words echo up
>over tongue-and-groove flooring
>A thorax or two at high
>tide
>
> Seasons like corn
> You don't know them
> unless you love them
>
>Yet the mind universal
>if the arc of Nature be completed
>
>Let chips fall wherever
>When sun blows through I'll say
>any damn thing I feel like
>
>[after texts by Charles Ives]
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>Halvard Johnson
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