Harry

“This poem was based upon my temperature graph depicting Temperature vs Time and was inspired by the many techniques we explored throughout the sessions.”

The cycle begins.

Yellow, Orange, Yellow, Blue,

It repeats like clockwork, sequentially oscillating as nature intends.

A monotonal drone from the beginning of

July 1997.

The tone continues,

Yellow, orange, orange, yellow, blue,

It quivers and faulters, unsure of its course.

The instrument untunes, dissonant overtones leak through.

It transforms from shallow wave to jagged saw tooth.

A deep time crescendo of resonance and distortion.

The sirens sound, Red, Red, Red,

The signal stops

In September 2021.