a note from the curators

a note from the curators

 
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6:04a | what?

6:18a | coffee?

6:48a | toast sounds so fucking good and third eye massage and I wish I had gone to the market

6:52a |  Aubade to Langston

7:04a | what is 

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The aubade gained in popularity again with the advent of the metaphysical fashion. John Donne's poem "The Sunne Rising" is an example of the aubade in English. Aubades were written from time to time into the 18th and 19th century. In the 20th century, the focus of the aubade shifted from the genre's original specialized courtly love context into the more abstract theme of a human parting at daybreak. In this reformulated context several notable aubades were published in the 20th century, such as "Aubade" by Philip Larkin.[4] French composers of the turn of the 20th century wrote a number of aubades. In 1883, the French composer Emmanuel Chabrier composed an "Aubade" for piano solo, inspired by a four-month visit to Spain.[5] Maurice Ravel included a Spain-inspired aubade entitled "Alborada del gracioso" in his 1906 piano suite Miroirs.[6] An aubade is the centerpiece of Erik Satie's 1915 piano suite Avant-dernières pensées.[7][8] The composer Francis Poulenc later wrote (in concerto form) a piece titled Aubade; it premiered in 1929.[9]
In 2014, postmodern dancer and choreographer Douglas Dunn presented a piece titled Aubade, with costumes, video and lighting by Charles Atlas, and poetry by Anne Waldman.[10] Wikipedia.org

 

7:26a | god and Audre Lorde

7:34a | add cream

7:36aAubade

Slowly light strengthens, and the room takes shape.   

It stands plain as a wardrobe, what we know,   

Have always known, know that we can’t escape,   

Yet can’t accept. One side will have to go.

Meanwhile telephones crouch, getting ready to ring   

In locked-up offices, and all the uncaring

Intricate rented world begins to rouse.

The sky is white as clay, with no sun.

Work has to be done.

Postmen like doctors go from house to house.

Philip Larkin

 

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Old French: from aube, the dawn

Romeo and juliet suite no 3 op. 101: aubade: morning serenade, by Prokofiev

 

A love poem or song welcoming or lamenting the arrival of the dawn. The form originated in medieval France. See John Donne’s “The Sun Rising” and Louise Bogan’s “Leave-Taking.” 

Faith is a belief that the sun will rise in the morning, because it always does. The sun will rise in the morning.

waking from the sleep of each other.  - Louise Bogan

8:35a | my eyes remember the slowness and sun and my skin is wet and even though the water is warm i get goosebumps and can smell the coffee past the steam and i open the bathroom window and hear clarity while my mind makes lists i rub my eyes and stare into the mirror and don't speak. play

 

 

 

 

Dawn

Dawn

100 Fathoms

100 Fathoms