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A Kinsman to Danger

The Mystical Poems of Sri Aurobindo

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YEAR: 2017

ORCHESTRATION: Baritone and Piano

DURATION: 14'

LANGUAGE: English

WORDS BY: Sri Aurobindo

COMMISSIONED BY: PRS Foundation and Kissingen Sommer

DEDICATION: Dhan Palkhivala

AVAILABILITY: Param Vir

PREMIERE DATE: May 29, 2018

INTRODUCTION:

This is Param Vir’s first song cycle for baritone and piano. It was written at the request of the Welsh baritone Jeremy Huw Williams and jointly commissioned by PRS Foundation and Kissinger Sommer.  He has given several performances of the work worldwide and further performances and a recording are now being planned.

PRS Foundation
Param Vir is supported by PRS Foundation.

  • [pv_startdate] | 12AM – 11PM

    A Kinsman to Danger – American Premiere

    Jeremy Huw Williams, Baritone Paula Fan, Piano Param Vir is supported by PRS Foundation. The Welsh baritone Jeremy Huw Williams studied at …

  • [pv_startdate] | 12AM – 11:59PM

    A Kinsman to Danger – German Premiere

    Param Vir is supported by PRS Foundation. 7 PM in the Rossini-Saal: Concert introduction with Param Vir and Dr. Tilman Schlömp. …

  • [pv_startdate] | 11AM – 1PM

    Gŵyl Beaumaris Festival

    A Kinsman to Danger – Welsh Premiere

    Jeremy Huw Williams, Baritone Paula Fan, Piano Performance in Beaumaris Festival, Wales Param Vir is supported by PRS Foundation. The Welsh …

  • [pv_startdate] | 7PM – 9PM

    National Centre for the Performing Arts

    A Kinsman to Danger – in MUMBAI

    A view of the National Centre for the Performing Arts, Mumbai. A first performance of this work in Mumbai, at …

  • [pv_startdate] | 6PM – 7:30PM

    Venue TBA

    A Kinsman to Danger – World Premiere

    Jeremy Huw Williams, Baritone Paula Fan, Piano Performance TBA Param Vir is supported by PRS Foundation. The Welsh baritone Jeremy Huw …

  • [pv_startdate] | 8PM – 10PM

    Ateneo Puertorriqueno

    A Kinsman to Danger in Puerto Rico POSTPONED

    THIS EVENT HAS BEEN POSTPONED TO AUTUMN 2020 Jeremy Huw-Williams, baritone Paula Fan, piano

  • Sri Aurobindo

    Poems

    LIGHT

    Light, endless Light! Darkness has room no more,
    Life’s ignorant gulfs give up their secrecy:
    The huge inconscient depths unplumbed before
    Lie glimmering in vast expectancy.

    Light, timeless Light immutable and apart!
    The holy sealed mysterious doors unclose,
    Light, burning Light from the Infinite’s diamond heart
    Quivers in my heart where blooms the deathless rose.

    Light in its rapture leaping through the nerves!
    Light! Brooding Light! Each smitten passionate cell
    In a mute blaze of ecstasy preserves
    A living sense of the Imperishable.

    I move in an ocean of stupendous Light
    Joining my depths to His eternal height.

    THE SEA AT NIGHT

    The grey sea creeps half-visible, half-hushed,
    And grasps with its innumerable hands
    These silent walls. I see beyond a rough
    Glimmering infinity, I feel the wash
    And hear the sibilation of the waves
    That whisper to each other as they push
    To shoreward side by side, — long lines and dim
    Of movement flecked with quivering spots of foam,
    The quiet welter of a shifting world.

    REVELATION

    Someone leaping from the rocks
    Past me ran with wind-blown locks
    Like a startled bright surmise
    Visible to mortal eyes, –
    Just a cheek of frightened rose
    That with sudden beauty glows,
    Just a footstep like the wind
    And a hurried glance behind,
    And then nothing, – as a thought
    Escapes the mind ere it is caught.
    Someone of the heavenly rout
    From behind the veil ran out.

    INVITATION

    With wind and the weather beating round me
    Up to the hill and the moorland I go.
    Who will come with me? Who will climb with me?
    Wade through the brook and tramp through the snow?

    Not in the petty circle of cities
    Cramped by your doors and your walls I dwell;
    Over me God is blue in the welkin,
    Against me the wind and the storm rebel.

    I sport with solitude here in my regions,
    Of misadventure have made me a friend.
    Who would live largely? Who would live freely?
    Here to the wind-swept uplands ascend.

    I am the lord of tempest and mountain,
    I am the Spirit of freedom and pride.
    Stark must he be and a kinsman to danger
    Who shares my kingdom and walks at my side.

     

    [From Sri Aurobindo: Collected Poems]

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