A cadenza shrill and sharp
Pizzicato from the harp
Andante and legato
Swan song from the cello.
Clefs, chords and counterpoint
From fiery exposition to development
Magnificent muti-tonal orchestration
Finally four last songs
Lamenting loss, lyrical and forlorn
Musical maverick Strauss is gone
The garden mourns.
© Alison Jean Hankinson
This is for Real Toads, where the theme is Chaos. Bjorn talked of physics and mathematics, and it brought me round to music. Music is very mathematical and can be very precise and beauty and precision is borne from weaving together many delicate strands. It reminded me of two great twentieth-century composers who pushed music to its chaotic and mathematical limits. Alban Berg and Richard Strauss. Alban Berg’s Violin concerto is a masterpiece of mathematical precision, but I opted for Richard Strauss’s Four Last Songs. The final line is from these and is the first line of September, written by Hermann Hesse.
These are my late September images…
Raucous russet leaves
Brambles burgeoning with berries
Onset of October.
© Alison Jean Hankinson
Sunrise earlier this week and trees and berries today, perhaps a little hopeful on “burgeoning” These are my small things. They make my world spin. I am linking this to real toads midweek challenge.
From autumn trees.
Across the reach
Hearty waves crash on a windswept beach.
Stormy days unease
September’s short reprise
Before relentless chill of winter.
©Alison Jean Hankinson
As summer gives way to Autumn and we near the Fall equinox this seems to be the right poem for d’Verse open link night. Soon be out in those wellies crunching the fallen leaves…
It was a beautiful Saturday up on the Solway Firth with my dad, there was a slight hint of “autumn” in the early morning and early evening, but a lovely sense of sun and summer still in the air. I drove up to spend the day with dad and we played around with telescopes and binoculars on the estuary, watching herons and swans and other local bird life.
Driving home, still keen to squeeze the last moments out of a beautiful late summer day I came off the motorway a couple of junctions early at Crooklands so I could drive down the A6 to see if the deer were close to the river at Dallam Park. A perfect time of day to see the sun shining through the branches along the riverbank. I wasn’t able to stop to take pictures so have had to use one I took up in Scotland on August Bank Holiday weekend. It felt like the last of the summer sun and by the time I had got home there was a chill in the air.
Twilight sun shimmer
Deer grazing by the river
Sense of Autumn chill.
©Alison Jean Hankinson.
Today the prompt for dVerse Haibun Monday is komorebi which means sun that shines through the branches.
The feature image was taken at Threave just over a week ago, the other picture is of Dallam park, the deer shed is very near the river and the deer often congregate here. The image was labelled for reuse under creative commons- © Copyright Karl and Ali and licensed for reuse under this Creative Commons Licence.