verlaine writes of a recurring dream - of a love familiar, true - a conjuring that supersedes the physical characteristics that we cling to (his eyes - so blue! his brow - so fair!)
in this work, anne renders the vague, romantic verses in verlaine's "mon rêve familier" into flute syntax. when we worked off a sketch for her solo flute piece "vox" last spring, she wanted to convey the feeling of not being able to speak - both in the physical movement that eventually accompanied the work and in the actual musical performance. the specific challenge of this work, i think, will be to infuse my reading of the verses with anne's singular sense of musical gesture.
© 2018 Martha Cargo