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For Hugues Cuenod --in his 100th year. Midway along our road sometimes a voice Sounds, prohibiting all heldenblustering choices Of timbre, overtones or fashions; Fifty years back, when I first heard you sing I thought: "The poems I've written lack for nothing But such clarity, such passion." With Nadia Boulanger when young, you went Touring through languages and continents, Collegia, festivals and venues; To countertenor from youth's baritone, You made each form, period and style your own, Tasting your way down this art's menu. From Frescobaldi, Couperin, Monteverdi, To Neidhardt, Bach, Schutz' Sacred Concerti Then Faure, Debussy, Auric; ...
Source: HighBeam Research, For Hugues Cuenod--in his 100th year.(New poems)