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After the sound.

In the air,
with the voice
of a clarinet,
I hear a luminous
sound that tries
to discover a
little emotion,
a charming behaviour
and the tender
delight....

Francesco Sinibaldi

Folies de jeunesse.

Dans le son
perpétuel de un
automne très
heureux j'écoute
le silence, le chant
d'un berger sur
le seuil du soleil
et la timidité,
la naturelle voix
qui rappelle la
jeunesse.

Francesco Sinibaldi

Good to read this article again. Is there any chance it could be kept online? I linked the article from my website www.medtner.org.uk with the permission of the author and the editors in 2006, but had to remove the link when the article was removed. I have restored it.

Thanks. I like the album, though I like the cover note more....

Thank you for the insightful look at my favorite artist. I would recommend at least giving "1.Outside" a listen. His vocal on "Strangers When We Meet" is supreme.

Délicatesse.

Dans l'ombre
de la nuit il
y a le regard
qui brille
tendrement
comme le chant
du matin
quand la neige
disparaît.....

Francesco Sinibaldi

Loved reading the snappy, erotic works. I guess David Backer's 'Eight-Legged Freaks’ was real good, but so were the others. Mark's also did a circus in the mind.

A chilling look at self destruction through perfection.

So naively correct... Perfection is anatomical deception... A diversion from "essence" to "being" only.

While I find the runner-ups all pretty good. The chosen winner is just mind numbing and a bit painful to me.

On a purpose.

The light
of a sunshine
invents in a
moment a
luminous care:
inside my
heart, in a little
desire, with
simplicity....

Francesco Sinibaldi

Where is 'Les Beaux'? Were you alluding to 'Les Baux' in Vaucluse? If so you could not have been looking at the Pyrenees; they are about 250 miles away the other side of the Cevennes. Would you be so kind as to disclose the name of this restaurant?

Quelquefois dans mon coeur....

Cette lumière
m'appelle, dans
le coeur de
la nuit, comme
un son perpétuel
qui souffle dans
le rêve la chanson
de la vie: c'est
la délicate neige,
la naturelle voix
qui rappelle la
jeunesse....

Francesco Sinibaldi

Excellent piece, Patrick -- and it sounds just like you. It's comforting that after all these years you are still so authentically the you I've known since we were kids.

Momento de serenidad.

Como un
dulce momento
que reposa
silente en el
canto del mar,
como un sueño
infinito y una
triste poesía.....

Francesco Sinibaldi

Sorry.. commenting without reading, but thought you would like to know.. it's painfully long!

I'd have to agree with Sarabjeet: A good story but just how close it cuts to Jha's The Blue Bedspread is so, so uncanny. Which leaves you wondering about this story's originality and authenticity, and of voice and prose.

The authors Vulnerability is Sweet and heartbreaking. I read and re-read this piece. Beautiful.

Le son de la douceur.

Le murmure du
vent donne une
triste harmonie,
comme le souffle
du soleil qui
rappelle tendrement
la rime perpétuelle
de la délicate
neige: et encore
disparaît, dans
le son de la vie...

Francesco Sinibaldi

I agree with the interviewer, this story has a great rhythm to it.

This piece is a marvel. There is truly no other love letter like it. I wish more simple acts and honest feelings vetted such magical progeny as this.

What a great interview. I especially enjoyed the writer's parallel treatment of her math career to her writing one. Very provocative.