I WANDER all night in my vision
With light feet, noiselessly stepping and stopping
Bending with open eyes over the shut eyes of sleepers
Wandering, lost to myself
Pausing, gazing, bending, and stopping.
How solemn they look there, still
How quiet they breathe.
The wretched and white features of corpses
The livid faces of drunkards
The insane in their strong-door'd rooms and the dying emerging
from gates.
The night pervades them.
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The Sleepers -(excerpts) from the poem collection "Leaves of Grass" dated 1871
Complete poem at the following address : [ Ссылка ]
Walt Whitman birth place association : [ Ссылка ]
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Composer : Pierre Mercoeur
Guitar : Pierre Mercoeur
Baritone : David Lamar
Acoustic flute : Michelle Drac
Electronic processing (electro-acoustic flute) : Pierre Mercoeur
Part of the song-circle “Leaves of grass - Song of Myself : a new instrumental and vocal setting” : [ Ссылка ]
Professional performers willing to include this piece part of a fifty-minute-long song-circle (11 titles for baritone, guitar, piano, flute and electronics) on Walt Whitman's words, to their répertoire are more than welcome. To do so, a score is available on request.
Work under copyright Pierre Mercoeur (music and electronic processing) : SACEM France 2021 and all countries
Introduction to my youtube channel here : [ Ссылка ]
