Transcription: One of the real influences in my work and its development is the poetry of the poet Rilke, and I'm going to read a favorite poem on music translated by the American poet Robert Bly. Music, the breathing of statues, perhaps the silence of paintings, language where language ends, time that stands head up in the direction of hearts that wear out. Feeling, for whom? A place where feeling is transformed into what? into a countryside we can hear music you stranger you feeling space growing away from us the deepest thing in us that rising above us forces its way out a holy goodbye when the innermost ...
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