WEBVTT 00:00:00.000 --> 00:00:04.812 align:middle line:90% 00:00:04.812 --> 00:00:06.020 align:middle line:90% This poem is called "Listen." 00:00:06.020 --> 00:00:08.880 align:middle line:90% 00:00:08.880 --> 00:00:12.330 align:middle line:84% "Cage's quartet number one, really, it's 00:00:12.330 --> 00:00:15.540 align:middle line:84% a thoughtful, and engaging, and quite delightful work, 00:00:15.540 --> 00:00:19.680 align:middle line:84% and not a bundle of cliches as once was thought. 00:00:19.680 --> 00:00:24.270 align:middle line:84% So turn out the light, listen, the storm outdoors 00:00:24.270 --> 00:00:26.790 align:middle line:90% accompanies everything tonight. 00:00:26.790 --> 00:00:31.470 align:middle line:84% Wind drones in the television antenna on the roof, sleet 00:00:31.470 --> 00:00:34.110 align:middle line:90% crashes against the windows. 00:00:34.110 --> 00:00:36.930 align:middle line:84% The refrigerator kookilates as usual, 00:00:36.930 --> 00:00:41.280 align:middle line:84% and the furnace does its booming and strutting below. 00:00:41.280 --> 00:00:45.120 align:middle line:84% Inside the man's head, along with incessant yearning 00:00:45.120 --> 00:00:50.130 align:middle line:84% for one more beautiful poem, and one more good look at a woman's 00:00:50.130 --> 00:00:55.440 align:middle line:84% nakedness, is the perpetual noise caused by deteriorating 00:00:55.440 --> 00:00:59.610 align:middle line:84% aural nerves, high-pitched, a baby cicada 00:00:59.610 --> 00:01:04.769 align:middle line:84% wailing in its shell, Let me out, you fuckers, let me out. 00:01:04.769 --> 00:01:09.510 align:middle line:84% And would anyone deny such a reasonable desire? 00:01:09.510 --> 00:01:12.810 align:middle line:84% Well, really all of us would, and confinement 00:01:12.810 --> 00:01:17.310 align:middle line:84% is part of the deal, wailing is part of the deal. 00:01:17.310 --> 00:01:21.180 align:middle line:84% The cicada splits, and sings, and dies, 00:01:21.180 --> 00:01:23.940 align:middle line:84% as every artist must go on, always 00:01:23.940 --> 00:01:28.440 align:middle line:84% to dying, to what is new, repudiating what has been done 00:01:28.440 --> 00:01:33.270 align:middle line:84% already, those remarkable and reasonable accomplishments 00:01:33.270 --> 00:01:35.460 align:middle line:90% repudiating us. 00:01:35.460 --> 00:01:40.170 align:middle line:84% But still one wishes that Cage had left Orientalism, which 00:01:40.170 --> 00:01:44.100 align:middle line:84% at best is a kind of rot in the American mind, 00:01:44.100 --> 00:01:46.110 align:middle line:84% to the academic musicians and had 00:01:46.110 --> 00:01:49.500 align:middle line:84% continued to give us this confined mellow music 00:01:49.500 --> 00:01:51.430 align:middle line:90% of suffering. 00:01:51.430 --> 00:01:56.410 align:middle line:84% Listen, the wind makes its triads, the chilling nerve, 00:01:56.410 --> 00:02:01.600 align:middle line:84% it's E above high C, and the cello drones in the night." 00:02:01.600 --> 00:02:05.400 align:middle line:90% 00:02:05.400 --> 00:02:08.750 align:middle line:90% [APPLAUSE] 00:02:08.750 --> 00:02:10.000 align:middle line:90%