One of the many unexpected effects of the pandemic is the way in it has impacted the way I experience the passage of time. Without the “landmarks” of my daily and weekly routines, I find myself drifting. Paradoxically, time feels like it is moving far more quickly than it ever has while also remaining stubbornly still. In this piece, the text drifts in a cloud of temporal detachment, continuously trying to find an anchor.
The piece was written for Ryan Beeken and the Wichita State University Concert Chorale.