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Background Production Notes page 2

to the KyPoetry recording of the poem, Identity, written by Kylyra

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Identity


Is there an answer?

Am I single

Perfected in my unique aloneness?

Do I end at the boundaries of my flesh

A tiny thing of carbon and water weave,

Inconsequential

In the glacial grind of time?


If that is the lay of the land I am blind


I stretch out like the mist;

Sitting in my parlour

I lap the water in the bay,

I climb the mountain sides,

I float to the stars.


There are no differences;

There are no distinctions.


See that chair in the corner?

That's me.

The stanza:

If that is the lay of the land I am blind

falls back to the rumbled atmosphere combined with two high notes; one a suspended note floating in the air to give the statement an ethereal quality, the other a ping, used to audibly represent that the landscape the speaker sees is not devoid of light and therefore the speaker is not blind. She sees the true nature of the universe. These two sounds continue through the piece, lending to the spiritual feel of the poem.


The melody "Beginnings of Life" returns before the line:

I stretch out like the mist

to bring the listen back to the speaker, and her physical form. This melody is again overridden by a keyboard sound, this one chosen to represent the stars in the line:

I float to the stars

I did this to underscore the idea that spiritual reality will always override physical reality. The speaker has attained a sense of enlightenment and has become more than her physical body. On the stanza:

There are no differences;

There are no distinctions.

only the background rumble and the two high tone sounds are heard. The questions and problems of the speaker's physical form are left behind; she speaks from a state of nirvana. The background is faded before the poem ends, serving to close down the floating, esoteric feeling for the listener. By leaving the end of the poem without background accompaniment I dramatised the last line; it focuses completely on the speaker and her feelings/beliefs rather than a cosmic, universal force.

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