Tag Archives: John Pickard

“…that thing indoors each one dwells”

You had to be there, they said. And I was. Last Sunday night I was at the Royal Festival Hall, listening to forty women–poets and performers–reading Sylvia Plath’s Ariel. It is not an experience I will forget in a hurry: … Continue reading

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Expanding our vocabulary

First please listen to this. It’s an extract from Gesualdo’s Tristis est anima mea, from his Tenebrae Responsories for Maundy Thursday. Listen in particular, if you will, to the section from about 2:07 to 3:07. Not a happy man, Gesualdo. … Continue reading

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