Avant-garde composition for soprano voice solo, based on 4 poems by E.E. Cummings. Performed by Norma Enns.
Original Publisher: EDITION PRO NOVA, SONOTON Music GmbH & Co. KG, Munich, Germany.
Mastered by Wolfgang Meyscheider at digital music & media, Traunwalchen, Germany.
Cover design: Katerina Pingiou
No, not as I will descend the path to nothingness
No, cruel and now canst as kind friends turn to enemies
They'll fall again to my dream, and on and on, and on as dawn
Creatures now contrive, imagined merely to freedom
What makes us live? Therefore my life lie done
And more by most endure, all that you are
Hide, poor dishonoured mind, of that young self so wise
And much could understand, concerning no one, yes, if thee become a slave
It's time your ending came, where climbing wasn't bright
Is darkness, and to fall now wrongs, the only right, since brave are cowards
Oh, therefore despair my heart and I into the dirt
But from this endless end of prefer each our bliss
Where seeing eyes go blind
Where lips forget to kiss
Where everything's nothing
Arise, my soul
And see