Saturday, December 17, 2016

HEARING SCRIABIN
(1872-1915)

In my Uncle Linwood
Scriven's studio
on Commonwealth Avenue
whose ancestors came over
to Boston on the Mayflower
studying piano and harmony
for an hour
at my Saturday music lesson
hearing Scriabin's
"Poem of Ecstasy"
then asked to play the melody
as a solo
telling me the composer
was born on Christmas day
in Russia
that in its disarray of history
he was influenced
by the romantic visionary
and lyrical pianist Chopin
that he made up his own
summary of a mystical
dissonant musical system
and a dominant veil
in an a tonal idiom
of a spectrum of mystical colors
called "Synesthesia"
introduced as theosophy
with acoustical octatonic scales
and in his various sonatas
that he was recognized early
in organized concerts
by impresario Sergei Diaghilev
it seemed from night
until a poetic  dawn
I enjoyed a combination
of "Reminiscences of Don Juan"
"Transfiguration,"
and "Jupiter" and "Venus"
my teacher
making me compose a chorus.





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