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ARGO (2019)

Instrumentation
SSATB voices

Duration
4'45"

Premiere
The Hour Prior (May 13, 2019)

Additional Performances
Metal on Pavement, a Peabody Institute Vocal Chamber Ensemble (April 25, 2023)

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Program Note
ARGO is, at its core, a reflection on loss and separation filtered through the lens of Caroline Preziosi’s poem of the same name. The text speaks to the loss of something or someone and the reader’s inability to turn back to that thing or to hold on too tightly to its memory. Similarly, the music of ARGO seeks to capture the ever fragmenting, reunifying, and slipping away of a memory as time passes.

ARGO by Caroline Preziosi
the landscape              is made 
            into windows of the car         at the station  alone
                        bronzed with dust                  and wheat

a penny on the ground           counts back
            ten years         of dying, never
                        and not           afraid of it 

passing through           the headland 
            the closed or              open window 
                        which is false               with nothing outside 

this time          I
            will be Orpheus

white loaded               asphalt                         out of the claim
            to go to her in the garden

not walking through smoke
                        not whipping up dust              but rather

the sound of metal falling        onto pavement 

some               but not all
            of something

down among dead gods
                        leaves close at night                and again 

the girl is held 
                        by plaster palms          and again 

wheels                         tire 
            over dry earth                        turning back 
                        crumbling 
                                                into sand 

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