Art is a journey into the most unknown thing of all - oneself. Nobody knows his own frontiers… I don’t think I’d ever want to take a road if I knew where it led.

Louis Kahan
    

music that allows sounds to sound:
to die away, completely, into silence

sounds thought from their end:
not moving forward, but drawing back.

this creates space, expanse, a delicate serenity:
silence—and what it shelters—becomes audible.

this is singing with the ears:
barely more than silence.

a singing which not only makes,
but becomes space for words.

phrases are also sounds:
unfolded, laid out as a path.

sound paths that come into being first when followed,
invariably trailing off into the distance.

monody: everything is evident,
defenseless, at ease.

purity: inner clarity of song,
that needs no external gloss.



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