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Home / Compositions / After the Visitors

After the Visitors (2014)

3 minutes
for mezzo-soprano and string quartet

Text:

poem by Judith Wright

Commissioned by Katie Noonan with financial assistance from the Australia Council for the Arts

First performance by Katie Noonan and the Brodsky Quartet, Queensland Performing Arts Centre, Brisbane, 28 April 2016

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After the Visitors

All day I have lived in front of myself, my house
a hollow box of talk, of voices
crossing darting in mêlée, of crossing glances,
hands offering and taking food, cups, glasses,
crossing purposes flashing to air and diving.

I turn to myself again, now they are leaving,
about to go back to my proper house,
my private face.

Yes yes, of course I love you, I think I love you,
I think we agree, no we do not agree,
I do not believe you, yes darling I believe you –
we dip a moment and drink from eye to eye,
bodies slant and balance to and away
miming the flux of talk
or contradicting.

But now you are gone I shake you off and return
no longer needing to question or reply.

House settles. Walls calm. Air cools.
I put away glasses, adjust the house to my shape
and turn to my work. Is it you again, alone?
We are old companions, self. We can go on,
sometimes in love, sometimes lonely
with the old pang, the old delight,
the living balance between
waking and sleep.

Judith Wright
from Fourth Quarter, 1976

Instrumentations: Vocal, Voice and ensemble, Chamber music - strings

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