setting of part 2 of Scenes, prose poem by Pikes Peak Region Poet Laureate Aaron Anstett
classical
opera
contemporary classical
orchestral
choral
medieval
sacred music
symphonic
psalms
renaissance
thomas wilson
cos
requiem
gloria
contemporary composers
karen peace
living composers
moondance winner
ppac award
small ensemble
string quartets
women composers
colorado vocal arts ensem
cvae
chamber orchestra of the
Lyrics
2. Even the curtains move
woozily in a room the knockout gas has seeped through, making the rug and the lampshade and the couch smell like medicine. A man whistles and tilts, does a dance called “My Whole Body Feels Like an Arm I’ve Slept Funny On.” He believes he’s an iceberg. He thinks he’s a thundercloud. Suddenly he sings, “Oh, I could die right here, in the delirium of air.”
(lyrics copyright A. Anstett)