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Abbie Betinis
Graphite Publishing
The Clan of the Lichens (cycle)
A lyric, dynamic cycle with rhythmically complex piano accompaniment.
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The Prayer Wind
soprano, piano
I. All Things Live
II. Night and the Little Failures
III. The Prayer Wind
IV. A Tale for Children and Taller Ones
V. The Clan of the Lichens
Inspired by the mystery that surrounded the life of naturalist and writer Opal Whiteley (1897-1992), composer Abbie Betinis has produced a five-movement song cycle which draws upon Betinis’s ready lyric gift, as well as her indebtedness to French impressionism. Completed in November of 2004, single movements of this 12-minute song cycle have been performed in Paris, New York, California, and the entire cycle performed extensively around the Midwest. The dramatic soprano range extends from middle C to the D above the staff, and the rich piano accompaniment is at times rhythmically complex, yet consistently supportive to the vocal line. This is a dynamic and carefully constructed cycle that will reward those who take up the challenge.
Composer’s Notes
Opal Whiteley (1897-1992), child literary prodigy and acclaimed Oregon naturalist, was famous for her bestselling childhood diary (1920), but also wrote much poetry. These poems, extracted from her little-known collection The Flower of Stars, were written when Whiteley was in her early 20’s. Whiteley’s unique and consistent mythology permeates all of her writing, and these poems are no exception. She often returns to such themes as the universal journey of man, the substantive nature of time, the purity of the color blue, the instinctual understanding of children, the music of the solar system, and a host of metaphors from nature to illuminate personal relationships. After a tremendous scandal in which the true authorship of Whiteley’s celebrated journal was questioned, she became virtually unknown and died in 1992 in a London asylum.</br>
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The song cycle, which premiered in November 2004, was commissioned by Jennifer Kult and Jocelyn Hagen, and the composer dedicates the score (with love) to them.
Text
I. All Things Live
All things live
The innermost thoughts of a man’s soul
Walk the highway of the universe
And are seen by all the pilgrims
Who have gone before.
II. Night and the Little Failures
Night took up the web of life
And wove a star thereon
Of amethyst and silver glimmering.
From her rosary she drew a pearl
And gave its holding to this star
Lest coldness come to her heart
Also, Night took from her girdle, a rose
And caught in its petals the hour
glimmering
That this star might be a flower
To shed its fragrance on earth fields.
So wove she into beauty
The little failures of man,
But his successes
She cast to earth again.
III. The Prayer Wind
There was quiet in the garden,
Save for the music
From the harp of stars,
When to its playing
Came the Prayer Wind
Wearing rose petal slippers
And twining for-get-me-nots
In her hair.
There was quiet in the garden
While the Prayer Wind
Dropped her for-get-me-nots
From twining in her hair.
They fell to earth
With the low sweet notes
From the harp of stars
They gently drifted down
And homes were gladder that day –
Nobody knew why, only
There were more blue-eyed children.
IV. A Tale for Children and Taller Ones (partial)
There is a little comet
That whirls around the world.
Sometimes,
He is seen nearing earth,
But, mostly, he is seen
Dancing and prancing up and down
The high hall of heaven.
He goeth quickly,
Yet may be always with us.
He sparkles a song
Like a ribbon
Have you heard him sing?
“I’m so weary and lonely
Most people think me
A comet only.
My tail can be very big with light
But I’d like to go to bed at night.
I’ll come with patter light
At latter light.”
V. The Clan of the Lichens
We will be gray
For the dumbness of old things
And we will be
Without form
As are old longings.
And we will be like petals
As are new yearnings.
And we will be
Gray with a little green
As are old hopes
That live on with a foreseeing
And a dream.
And we will cling
That no wind may part us
As old friends.
We will be a symbol
Of things grown old
And the beauty that yet is
When youth glory sleeps
– Opal Whiteley (1897-1992)
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