Cycles
Marc Egea
2011
Cycle nº 1_sajub
Cycle nº 2
Cycle nº 3
Cycle nº 4
Cycle nº 5
Cycle nº 6
Cycle nº 7_I_part
Cycle nº 7_II_part
Cycle nº 8
Cycle nº 9
Cycle nº 10
Cycle nº 11
Cycle nº 12
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Marc Egea: objects, field recordings, processed field recordings, electronics, hurdy gurdy, processed trumpet
Marc Egea: All compositions
And who art thou? said I to the soft-falling shower,
Which, strange to tell, gave me an answer, as here translated:
I am the Poem of Earth, said the voice of the rain,
Eternal I rise impalpable out of the land and the bottomless sea,
Upward to heaven, whence, vaguely form'd, altogether changed,
and yet the same,
I descend to lave the drouths, atomies, dust-layers of the globe,
And all that in them without me were seeds only, latent, unborn;
And forever, by day and night, I give back life to my own origin,
and make pure and beautify it;
(For song, issuing from its birth-place, after fulfillment, wandering,
Reck'd or unreck'd, duly with love returns.)
Which, strange to tell, gave me an answer, as here translated:
I am the Poem of Earth, said the voice of the rain,
Eternal I rise impalpable out of the land and the bottomless sea,
Upward to heaven, whence, vaguely form'd, altogether changed,
and yet the same,
I descend to lave the drouths, atomies, dust-layers of the globe,
And all that in them without me were seeds only, latent, unborn;
And forever, by day and night, I give back life to my own origin,
and make pure and beautify it;
(For song, issuing from its birth-place, after fulfillment, wandering,
Reck'd or unreck'd, duly with love returns.)
WALT WHITMAN
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