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Three Poems of Mu Xin

for bass voice and string quartet

Year:  2011

Year:  2011

Gao Ping

Composer:   Gao Ping

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Gao Ping discusses Three Po...

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Note by the composer:
I have been attracted to the profoundly sensual and philosophical world of Mu Xin. The three poems I chose to set are simple and straightforward. But one discovers a wealth of wit and poignancy behind the plainness of the Chinese text.

Dedication note

I dedicate this work to Mr. Mu Xin who passed away in Dec. 2011, shortly after the completion of my songs.

Text note

Selections from “My Bountiful Desire”, a book of poetry published by Guangxi Normal University Press. English translation generously provided by Luo Hui from Confucius Institute in Wellington, New Zealand

My Bountiful Desire
On a particularly quiet night
My desire grows
Falls bountifully
On branches and window frames
Lip eddy, breast piers, thigh ravine
Plains and distant hills, path after path
All covered with my desire
For the next day
It will fall again, bountifully
Quieter, larger
My desire

On Happiness
A bird’s life is a happy one
Because I think a bird’s
Life is happy
Resembles a bird at times
Happily spent, gone
And I will be happy again
Even a bird hasn’t been this happy

A History of Love
A wooden hut
Night love
Mad love

Sound sleep

Morning tea
Evening wine

Seagulls’ incessant calls
Floating clouds

One morning
One leaves, alone

The other one
Gone with the waves

Years later
Footsteps in the sand

No hut

Ocean wind, cold
In vain

Thin moon
Night after night
Full moon