ALBANOR AND EUROPINA Pt 4

Posted: August 14, 2016 in John Stammers Page

after ‘Orpheus and Eurydike’, choreographed by Pina Bausch

clouds

Clouds
Great rushings of wings, clear trumpet calls,
some fine and well-tuned instruments somewhere,
and hazy swept-colours of clouds in the air.
The busy to-ing and fro-ing of fluttering angels.

They no longer stepped on ground but tall
clouds, and somehow supported by the air;
a hand was offered him, to share
flight amongst the light and fluttering angels.

A chorus of voices somewhere, in call
and answer; even the brassy trumpet blare
was melodious to hear there,
as they flew, entwined with fluttering angels.

They flew through skies, by wall on wall
of towering cumulus, through the vast easy glare
of a summer sky; there was no rain there
only the rainbow cloud-clothes of fluttering angels.

All light, lightness, release; no fall
from state of grace, he thought; felt the thought tear
his joy, and his friends left him, to stare
after them, the free and fluttering angels.

He stood there, alone, noticed how all
flew only at cloud height, there were none there
ascended higher than where there were.
The endless and pointless joy of fluttering angels.

 

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