A Tribute to the Ashokan Farewell

Of a Particular Piece of North American Music

                      (Ashokan Farewell, Jay Ungar, 1982)

Listen to the Ashokan Farewell

 

Its first       utterances     stir me,

open, display, flatten      me,

as if            I were a ship’s mast.

Then           the others

begin their phrasing,    accompaniment,

expanding            the single voice

into       a conversation.

It’s as if a beating heart

found                   lungs, blood,

and I am a rocky bluff,

a green field strewn with stone,

a wooden fence along a dirt road

graced by a spray of tiny flowers.

Then, the swell          of repetition,

the deliberate climb

to            the overlook

high        on a mountainside,

and my soul is laid bare,

and I am gone

as gone could ever be,

riding the wind.

Solid gone.

C.M. Rivers

2 thoughts on “A Tribute to the Ashokan Farewell

  1. A lovely poem. I listed to the music as I read your words and it’s as if the words were meant to be with the melody. Beautiful and poignant. These words in particular are so fitting to the song. “I am a rocky bluff,
    a green field strewn with stone, a wooden fence along a dirt road.” Also, a great idea to do poetry to music. Very inspiring.

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