An experimental piece for unaccompanied choir (16+ voices).
The sections S, A, T, B are divided in 4
After completing the work I had doubts that it was possible to perform.
I now think that a good small choir could do it.
It is a setting of this poem by Hone Tuwhare (1922 – 2008):
I can hear you making small holes in the silence rain
If I were deaf the pores of my skin would open to you and shut
And I should know you by the lick of you if I were blind
the something special smell of you when the sun cakes the ground
the steady drum-roll sound you make when the wind drops
But if I should not hear smell or feel or see you
you would still define me disperse me wash over me rain