The sonic space evoked in this little treat is a super effective - one hangs on every word, every phrase.

So clever and topical - the juxtaposition of the 'official' with the 'personal' has a universal relevance. A template that could be used again and again.

Improvisation

Interim Guidance
sonopoem by https://soundcloud.com/ilaria_boffa
background reading: WHO advice, 5th June 2020 interim guidance
pic: sundial hole, detail

'filtration requires understanding 
a certain waste knowledge, responsive empathy 
the advocacy of compliance entitles
the ban on direct intimacy, social asepticity
and it grows from the insides
kilometres as the crow flies
Toccami  / It hurts, touch me
recordings to explain e invece it would be
human to lean my head against your chest
and trust it’s worth it 

when you say interim
the globe goes transitory. It digs a hole
and plants a seed. It expects leakages
non-standard parameters, shared requirements
and breathability. Corporeal continuity 
if only we could stand on a vent
I would show you the origin
we might justify our burns and wrap
the strain in the steam/avvolgere 
la fatica get closer'

Interim Guidance

Rain On A Distant World

In September the trees shake their knees,
This is the sound
As they fall to the ground.

This track is from the album
https://peteswinton.bandcamp.com/album/im-the-god-who-sets-my-head-on-fire

The Echoes Of September Trees

I Closed My Eyes (Naviarhaiku 358)

One day I was traversing Soundcloud and came across the fabulous Italian poet, Ilaria Boffa. This is why I love Soundcloud. @ilaria_boffa. Her words and voice flowed out of my web browser and into my heart and soul. So  I reached out and begged her to collaborate with me. Lucky for me she agreed and then allowed me some creative license. So this is for you Ilaria, to you and your voice. May the world be as touched as I was by your words and creative spirit.

Ilaria took the piece published here on SC as "Music for Trains and Station Platforms" and captured it's mood and wrote some stellar, powerful words that created a whole new life and vision for the music. I applaud and am humbled by her multilingual approach to her art using a beautiful vividness of expression of human soul! Bravo Ilaria , bravo. 

Days in Autumn w/ Ilaria Boffa Mix 2 @https://soundcloud.com/ilaria_boffa/days-in-autumn-mix-2-re-evolution-cafe-orchestra-ilaria-boffa

Days in Autumn ©2020 Ilaria Boffa and Re-Evolution Cafe' Orchestra.
Re-mixed @ Broken Glass Ranch, Colorado and Padua, Italy
Words by : Ilaria Boffa
Music by : Re-Evolution Cafe' Orchestra.

Days in Autumn (homage to ‘You Must Believe in Spring’ by Bill Evans) 

we must believe in spring
Earth axis increases
its tilt to the Sun
dew comes, frost no more
vernal peers share light

many a time belatedly
days in autumn
prepare for cold and 
special smell of soil
many a time fitfully

oh we must believe in spring
let snow melt and streams swell
the hardiest flowers sprout
days in autumn
prepare for dark and
many a time forecast the yield

dobbiamo sperare nella primavera
l’asse della terra aumenta
l’inclinazione al sole
giunge la rugiada, scongela la brina
i pari dividono la luce in primavera 

spesso in ritardo
i giorni d’autunno
preparano al freddo
all’odore tipico della terra
spesso irregolari nel modo

oh dobbiamo sperare nella primavera
lasciamo la neve sciogliere e i fiumi gonfiare
che spuntino i fiori più temerari 
i giorni d’autunno
preparano al buio e
spesso dicono il raccolto

Days in Autumn w/ Ilaria Boffa

Music, field recording and cover art by Re-evolution Cafe' Orchestra
Original track https://soundcloud.com/re-evolution_cafe/music-for-trains-and-station by @re-evolution_cafe

Sonopoetry and mix by @ilaria_boffa
Days in Autumn poem pays humble homage to ‘You Must Believe in Spring’ by Bill Evans on message, mood and rhythm. It also refers to Rainer Maria Rilke's poem 'Herbsttag/Day in Autumn'.

Days in Autumn poem by IB

we must believe in spring
Earth axis increases
its tilt to the Sun
dew comes, frost no more
vernal peers share light

many a time belatedly
days in autumn
prepare for cold and
special smell of soil
many a time fitfully

oh we must believe in spring
let snow melt and streams swell
the hardiest flowers sprout
days in autumn
prepare for dark and
many a time forecast the yield

dobbiamo sperare nella primavera
l’asse della terra aumenta
l’inclinazione al sole
giunge la rugiada, scongela la brina
i pari dividono la luce in primavera

spesso in ritardo
i giorni d’autunno
preparano al freddo
all’odore tipico della terra
spesso irregolari nel modo

oh dobbiamo sperare nella primavera
lasciamo la neve sciogliere e i fiumi gonfiare
che spuntino i fiori più temerari
i giorni d’autunno
preparano al buio e
spesso dicono il raccolto

Days In Autumn Mix 2. (Re - Evolution Cafe' Orchestra & Ilaria Boffa)

"...о всех пылинках Так Приходящий проповедовал как о не-пылинках. Это и называют пылинками..." (Алмазная сутра)


Библиотека Состояний / @StateLibrary project [lockdown live recording 18.07.2020]
Weideraufnachmer - lost piano works: https://meticulousmidgets.bandcamp.com/album/weideraufnachmer-lost-piano-works
More on @Meticulous-Midgets > http://stopcran.ru/blog/2020-12-01-206

Weideraufnachmer - Lost piano works

Weideraufnachmer - lost piano works | 10

No 8

Unknown album (1/30/2021 1:04:57 PM)

Remembering who I was

Intermezzo

Poetry, Field recording and the More-Than-Human Human

'I use this space to offer an experience of Sonopoetry, the voice of verses combined with field/sound recording and music collaborations.
Writing and composition marked the passage from pre-history to history for human beings. I firmly believe that writing&listening (active care/empathy and full attention to each and every sound from each and every living and non living being) could inform, guide and represent the Posthuman era that I'll call Human Human era -from sapiens sapiens to human human.
The contemporary alliance between the disciplines of Art, Science and Philosophy elicits the conceptualisation of the Posthuman that to me also implies the transition from the Anthropocene to the Age of Art as a driver of thought and vision. I advocate the responsibility to assign a 'more than human' meaning to the Posthuman concept, that's why More-Than-Human Human, in order to emphasise the human core, the genetic connection to bio and non-bio diversity as per the Biophilia Hypothesis.
Are we listening?'

Born 6 January 1972, Ilaria Boffa is an Italian poet and sound recordist. 
She has published four poetry collections and she is one of the eight authors included in the North East American Association publication ‘Writing in a Different Language’ Vol XL 2018.
Over the last years, she has been experimenting with field recording, blending her spoken word with sound.
Publications:
Beginnings & Other tragedies/Inizi e Altre Tragedie, 2023, book of poems (Eng/Ita)
https://www.valleypressuk.com/shop/p/beginnings-tragedies

About Sounds About Us/Di Suoni e di Noi, 2019, book of poems (Eng/Ita)
http://www.samueleeditore.it/about-sounds-about-us-ilaria-boffa/

Writing in A Different Language, volume XL NeMLA publications (Northeast Modern Language Association), College of New Jersey, 2018
http://www.buffalo.edu/nemla/publications/nis/past/volume-xl.html

The Bliss of Hush and Wires/Periferie, 2016, book of poems (Eng/Ita)
http://www.samueleeditore.it/periferie-the-bliss-of-hush-and-wires-ilaria-boffa-2/

Interim Guidance

Ilaria Boffa

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