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in the last light

by The Estlin Project

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1.
the moon is hiding in her hair. The lily of heaven full of all dreams, draws down. cover her briefness in singing close her with intricate faint birds by daisies and twilights Deepen her, Recite upon her flesh the rain's pearls singly-whispering.
2.
O sweet spontaneous earth how often have the doting fingers of prurient philosophers pinched and poked thee ,has the naughty thumb of science prodded thy beauty .how often have religions taken thee upon their scraggy knees squeezing and buffeting thee that thou mightest conceive gods (but true to the incomparable couch of death thy rhythmic lover thou answerest them only with spring)
3.
cruelly,love walk the autumn long; the last flower in whose hair, thy lips are cold with songs for which is first to wither,to pass? shallowness of sunlight falls and,cruelly, across the grass Comes the moon love,walk the autumn love,for the last flower in the hair withers; thy hair is acold with dreams, love thou art frail —walk the longness of autumn smile dustily to the people, for winter who crookedly care.
4.
a wind has blown the rain away and blown the sky away and all the leaves away, and the trees stand. I think i too have known autumn too long (and what have you to say, wind wind wind—did you love somebody and have you the petal of somewhere in your heart pinched from dumb summer? O crazy daddy of death dance cruelly for us and start the last leaf whirling in the final brain of air!)Let us as we have seen see doom's integration a wind has blown the rain away and the leaves and the sky and the trees stand: the trees stand. The trees, suddenly wait against the moon's face.
5.
the hours rise up putting off stars and it is dawn into the street of the sky light walks scattering poems on earth a candle is extinguished the city wakes with a song upon her mouth having death in her eyes and it is dawn the world goes forth to murder dreams.... i see in the street where strong men are digging bread and i see the brutal faces of people contented hideous hopeless cruel happy and it is day, in the mirror i see a frail man dreaming dreams dreams in the mirror and it is dusk on earth a candle is lighted and it is dark. the people are in their houses the frail man is in his bed the city sleeps with death upon her mouth having a song in her eyes the hours descend, putting on stars.... in the street of the sky night walks scattering poems
6.
it is at moments after i have dreamed of the rare entertainment of your eyes, when(being fool to fancy)i have deemed with your peculiar mouth my heart made wise; at moments when the glassy darkness holds the genuine apparition of your smile (it was through tears always)and silence moulds such strangeness as was mine a little while; moments when my once more illustrious arms are filled with fascination,when my breast wears the intolerant brightness of your charms: one pierced moment whiter than the rest —turning from the tremendous lie of sleep i watch the roses of the day grow deep.
7.
riverly is a flower gone softly by tomb rosily gods whiten befall saith rain anguish and dream-send is hushed in moan-loll where night gathers morte carved smiles cloud-gloss is at moon-cease soon verbal mist-flowers close ghosts on prowl gorge sly slim gods stare
8.
Listen 03:48
listen beloved i dreamed it appeared that you thought to escape me and became a great lily atilt on insolent waters but i was aware of fragrance and i came riding upon a horse of porphyry into the waters i rode down the red horse shrieking from splintering foam caught you clutched you upon my mouth listen beloved i dreamed in my dream you had desire to thwart me and became a little bird and hid in a tree of tall marble from a great way i distinguished singing and i came riding upon a scarlet sunset trampling the night easily from the shocked impossible tower i caught you strained you broke you upon my blood listen beloved i dreamed i thought you would have deceived me and became a star in the kingdom of heaven through day and space i saw you close your eyes and i came riding upon a thousand crimson years arched with agony i reined them in tottering before the throne and as they shied at the automaton moon from the transplendent hand of sombre god i picked you as an apple is picked by the little peasants for their girls
9.
i will wade out till my thighs are steeped in burning flowers I will take the sun in my mouth and leap into the ripe air Alive with closed eyes to dash against darkness in the sleeping curves of my body Shall enter fingers of smooth mastery with chasteness of sea-girls Will i complete the mystery of my flesh I will rise After a thousand years lipping flowers And set my teeth in the silver of the moon
10.
After five 02:18
after five times the poem of thy remembrance surprises with refrain of unreasoning summer that by responding ways cloaked with renewal my body turns toward thee again for the stars have been finished in the nobler trees and the language of leaves repeats eventual perfection while east deserves of dawn, i lie at length,breathing with shut eyes the sweet earth where thou liest
11.
Thy fingers make early flowers of all things. thy hair mostly the hours love: a smoothness which sings,saying (though love be a day) do not fear,we will go amaying. thy whitest feet crisply are straying. Always thy moist eyes are at kisses playing, whose strangeness much says;singing (though love be a day) for which girl art thou flowers bringing? To be thy lips is a sweet thing and small. Death,Thee i call rich beyond wishing if this thou catch, else missing. (though love be a day and life be nothing,it shall not stop kissing).
12.
when thou hast taken thy last applause,and when the final curtain strikes the world away, leaving to shadowy silence and dismay that stage which shall not know thy smile again, lingering a little while i see thee then ponder the tinsel part they let thee play; i see the large lips vivid,the face grey, and silent smileless eyes of Magdalen. The lights have laughed their last;without,the street darkling awaiteth her whose feet have trod the silly souls of men to golden dust: she pauses on the lintel of defeat, her heart breaks in a smile—and she is Lust.... mine also,little painted poem of god
13.
The rose 03:22
the rose is dying the lips of an old man murder the petals hush mysteriously invisible mourners move with prose faces and sobbing,garments The symbol of the rose motionless with grieving feet and wings mounts against the margins of steep song a stallion sweetness ,the lips of an old man murder the petals.
14.
beyond the brittle towns asleep i look where stealing needles of foam in the last light thread the creeping shores as out of dumb strong hands infinite the erect deep upon me in the last light pours its eyeless miles the chattering sunset ludicrously dies,i hear only tidewings in the last light twitching at the world

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Settings of poems by E.E. Cummings

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released January 5, 2023

Poems by E.E. Cummings
Music by Giorgos Kyriazis, except track 5 by Giorgos Kyriazis and Thanos Margetis

Thanos Margetis – Piano, keyboards
Christina Kolovou – Cello
Paschalis Plissis – Oboe
Vasso Karioti – Clarinet
Giorgos Kyriazis – Bass, voice
Margarita Papadimitriou – Voice
Antonia Tzitzika – Voice
Sergios Voudris – Voice
Recorded in DISKEX Studios, Athens, Greece
Produced and mixed by Sergios Voudris
Mastering by Stavros Georgiopoulos
Artwork by Dafy!

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The Estlin Project's sole purpose is to set poems by E.E. Cummings to music. The project began in 2021.

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