Tuesday, January 22, 2013
Tchaikovsky's Symphony No. 5
Today for some indiscernible reason, this music -- this first movement in particular -- is having a pronounced effect on me. Concepts try to emerge, then melt away. Images try to form but fade. I'm finally left in that Keatsian state of negative capability: of being in uncertainties, mysteries.
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