Frank Corcoran

1. Great gusts of air-stream Roughly unravel my sleeve A last butterfly 2. My young love, Buddha, Came to softly sleeping me And our sap rising 3. Issa and Buddha Were lovers; – Lawd how they did Swoon under a pine 4. It yaws and weaves and Tacks now in the yellow air My last [...]

On February 22 2009 the North German Radio Choir under its new Chief Conductor, Philip Ahmann, will give the German premiere of Frank Corcoran´s QUASI 9 ASPECTS OF AN IRISH POEM ( Gabriel Rosenstock ) for Solo Violin and Large Choir. Nine times I set this little 3 -liner poem in Irish ( 1982 Migmars [...]

How , Lawny, will I handle the “I” of this once summerly Musing ? I am afraid the play´s the thing, the confessional stool, the stool straining . To play, to weep, yes, but a tad too personal, too weepy? Suppose that I, sorry, just suppose that ” I ” attack that World Haiku Formula [...]

PIANO TRIO . It was thirty years ago, my break-through year. I wrote that opening page for piano solo with bleeding fingers; it had to re-invent rhythm, to fight against 0ur Western tyranny of the period. I succeeded. Then comes the cello with its own tempo , gestures and persona. The violin is a different [...]

N.D.R. Kultur broadcasts my Radiophonic Analysis of Beethoven´s Seventh Symphony. ” ” my Irische Mikrokosmoi for String Orchestra. ” ” my Second Symphony for Large Orchestra.

After I was killed in Iraq last year, I dreamed that I heard that drake quacking once again at the castle-moat. Thus: ” What a social surd it´s been, quaak, my last quarter of a century earning a duck-family´s crud. How finely unartistic and unmusical my fine crust-earning conservatoire years; all for my drakes, the [...]