MORTON FELDMAN (12 JANUARY 1926-3 SEPTEMBER 1987) Poem by Rune Christiansen

MORTON FELDMAN (12 JANUARY 1926-3 SEPTEMBER 1987)



Why patterns? A distinct and compliant echo? Or is it rather a matter of a patiently extended waiting? Or drops that hesitate in the encounter with themselves? Of course it is drops, drops as we have forgotten them - slow and obvious, yes, obvious, for after all no one has ever said: I leave death to those who need it, but Basho mentions the cold rain.

Monday, April 16, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: death,forgotten,rain
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