excerpt from 'The diaries of Sylvia Townsend Warner' pp. 280 (109 words)
excerpt from 'The diaries of Sylvia Townsend Warner' pp. 280 (109 words)
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In the afternoon I sorted drawers, & mended my Newton Abbot shirt to go to Italy. And listened to Messaien's Catalogue des Oiseaux. The first time I had liked him. He has worked out a genuine piano resonance for the bird songs that are so nearly cries; a very fine Oriol in an oak tree; its sharp bitter-sweet summer voice. A passage of choral curlews that nearly undid me & perhaps most impressive of all, an Alpine chough flying alone up a snowy pass. The birds are realist-formulae; the back-grounds are landscapes - very much as in old bird pictures, the landscape suitable, picturesque, & entirely detached & background. This indeed I enjoyed. |
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