Fiona Sampson After proust How the violin works over these coloured intervals the piano proffers like a frame for thought to clamber on violin is voice of course but harmony is thought as voice is thought at another moment or in another place so the violin labouring from a different room inside the building reaches as if for a truth and then repeats itself saying what was said before in another tone thought moving through cadences and through the open windows of an August evening as if someone were speaking on and on in the last evening warmth
New music Suddenly this new music – a chainsaw droning in the wood like the queen wasp yesterday at the window seeming to 15
