This is a music poetry project, trying to find out new ways of reciting poems at the borderline of singing and speaking. It has been recorded in one big 70 minutes take, by purpose completely improvised and spontaneously at first sight. The idea behind is an interactive process between voice and guitar (Thanks to Micha) in order to get the highest grade of actual art-processing behaviour. The words are my English version of my original Sonnet Corona in German language ("Ein Sonettenkranz", see http://www.ralfpeter-counter.de/sonette.htm).
I made the videos in a most simple style to support the poetry. I divided the whole cycle in 15 parts, according to the 15 sonnets of the corona.
This sonnet corona, or crown of sonnets, consists of 14 sonnets in the Italian Petrarca style, all verses in iambic pentametres and with strict rhymes. The last line of the first sonnet is the first line of the second, and so on, the last line of the 14th sonnet becomes the first line of the very first. All these first lines put together in the right order form the 15th sonnet, or so called corona.
Here are the words:
I get into the darkness after all.
The door had fallen shut. There's not a sound
under my steps. The air is cold, around
a bird is singing in the fog. The small
gash on my leg, when walking, hurts. Nearby
a child stood in the street lamp's glow. His sleigh
is tied. Two disputants, crossing my way,
refuse to be talked to at all and cry
again. It had been torn, the phrase I planned.
I turn. The wind came up. The sidewalks are
snowed under. Long, long way, it's getting far.
This night a dog will die by frost. A shell
for a good bite of ham, my clenching hand.
Within some hours it will begin to smell.