Description
Performed by David W Solomons (alto) and Alessandro Balsimini (guitar)
This work is composed in my favourite mode: Dorian
The poem which inspired it, written by my mother E M Solomons,
depicts a lover thinking of his/her late beloved and, at dawn, seeing him/her like a ghost confirming that love is still there.:
The pale gold light
creeps into my silent room
touching my face
I know that you are here.
Softly contours form
as the colours
take the place of grey
Translucent gold hits the mirror
and reaches my lonely bed.
Dispels the grey mist
which lingers
on the window pane
Deepens the image
and I see you.
Pale blond light
where your hair
once shone.
Lonely shadow of my
former self
I languish here.
But then your dear
voice calls
with comfort, love
and says
“I have not left,
while your fond
memory remains.”
I think of you
and you are here
beside and within
Your image fades
but you are
still here in me.
You must
you must come back
if only at dawn.
See through the
tears of gold,
you are here
once more
Your ghostly presence
fills my poor heart,
searching my mind
once more to be
as one,
here is your body
so close to my own
in this spectral
world
we share our
thoughts.
My soul now quiet
at last
my yearnings
on hold.
The golden glow
brings me peace
and I might face
another day
(c) E M Solomons