This is the second post in the “Murmure dans le vent” series. This post will be showcasing the third movement in Tchaikovsky’s “Serenade for strings” in C Major. I know I sort of cheated (jumping the second movement), BUT you know how the muse is… she eluded the second movement & something just clicked with the third one. Fret not, my dear reader! The second movement will come soon.
Category: Musical Poetry
Murmure dans le vent
Bloggers Note:
This will be a first in four posts based on Tchaikovsky’s Serenade for Strings in C major Op.48. This piece composed by Peter Ilich Tchaikovsky in 1880 has four movements. If you are not familiar with this I’ll explain it very simply!
When a composer, well composes, he/she thinks just like an author thinks in writing a novel. “Serenade for Strings” is the title of the “novel”, but the “novel” has various chapters. In classical music, each “chapter” (aka. movements) will have a title. The text, for example I have a project where the “main title” is “You and I” and a movement (chapter) is “My heart is not ready to take off”. In classical music, if somebody’s work has a title like in the examples above we classify said work as programmatic music. Programmatic music is a piece of art whose title alludes to something else.
Tchaikovsky’s “Serenade for Strings” has 4 movements:
- Pezzo in forma di sonatina: Andante non troppo — Allegro moderato
- Valse: Moderato — Tempo di valse
- Élégie: Larghetto elegiaco
- Finale (Tema Russo): Andante con spirito
In this case, Tchaikovsky used tempo marking (which gives the orchestra, in this case, how they should play the score). Tempo markings are usually in Italian, but they can be in French, English, German or Russian.
I hope you enjoy this mini-series!
Words
Words have power. Words can convey emotions and passion… Words can save or kill. Words can bewitch, hurt, and steal. Musicians and writers are “gods” don’t you see? They can play with you (and you volunteer). Alter your reality, state of mind, and emotions we will. Until we accept the concept of life in which we live.
Shine with me
I am the moon shining your path
I am your blanket filled with stars
I am the pillow in which you sob
I am the warmth hugging your arms
I smile and smile again
Against your skin, your breath (and yes)
I forever will be
Waiting for you (you’ll see!)
I’ll breathe under your skin
“Just as the moon who feigns it’s free you are the tide who shines with me”
Over the world
Precariously I walk
Chills down my spine
In this chapter -unsure-
Will it open before the close?
Dubiously the road quickens
Running as I try to feel
the labyrinth inside my chest
unravels slowly
Foreseeable this may be
this feeling inside me
I can see the doors
Will you stay as I unclose?
Fluctuating as conditions may persist
Undoubting I continue to stay
The opening unravels you
as the worlds most precious gift
You smile upon me
Pulse quickens
Over the world is my stop.
Compose
I write
with tears
with pain
with sorrow
forlornly
I record
ecstatically
melodramatically
lovingly
sentimentally
exuberantly
inamorato
your skin
I compile
your mouth
your pearls,
and diamonds
-as they fall-
broaching them softly….
I pencil
the future
the past
the sighs
your sight
our love
your lips
my embrace
your semblance
I compose
in you
in me
in us
-musicalpoetry 2013
A voice & a dream
For: Prof. Mariela Rivera López
Close my eyes
Lights muddle
An ocean dribbles
to drown my cries
A breeze wafts
the spell I’m under
I believe, I’m falling,
crashing through the sky
Your zephyrs entices me
they heal scars, one touch at a time
until I’m mesmerized completly
until you whispered my name…
I took notice
you flew away
your breeze fills me
as strong as gravity
~as strong as chains~
The lights darken
I fall of the edge
an orb strikes me,
I murmur your name
Still we tangle somehow
Colliding once, again & again
the moon shines above us
no escaping again
Open your eyes,
I opened mine
if you see what I observe
you wouldn’t fly away no more
Lights glisten
as does the sky
the ocean fades
you heard my smile
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=br_plcL-GCU
-Musical Poetry
100 love sonnets
“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this waybecause I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest ismy hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.”
| — | Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets |
Atlas
Upon this sable skin
life slashes against me
disappointments
loss
rejections
plights…
I have become an Atlas
but worry not…
your skin can heal me
one line at a time.
-mp 2013
[i carry your heart with me(i carry it in]
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
by: E.E.CummingsOne of my favorite poems. My soulmate dedicated this poem to me not so long ago…
The art of musical poetry 