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Achille-Claude Debussy B. 8.22.1862 Saint Germain-en-Laye, France / D. 3.25.1918 Paris Cancer Marcel Proust, in self-imposed isolation in his cork-lined room when he was writing his novel “Remembrance of Things Past,” bought a subscription to a telephone service called the Theatrophone; over the earphones he repeatedly listened to “Pelléas” transmitted from the stage of the Opera-Comique. “A charming revelation that even tyrannizes me a little,” he wrote. (The Boston Globe, 10.17.03)
At the Opera-Comique Ding-a-ling-a-ling Marcel Proust calling! Monsieur Pelléas—encore connect me. Voilà—Atlantis-like, intervening Paris sinks into a cobweb pond and there’s the slightest crackling sound as of countless light bulbs being extinguished at enormous depths or of young twigs snapping. . .
the sea—the timpani the shadows and the blade the sun is done love’s arms are still the sea is crying and the forest stands amazed so sad are they who see the sadness—we. . .
At the pond-lip, in the dark enormous, solemn, and alone the white ear drinks. Consolation Site: Bonne nuit tristesse
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