7 mins
Date 2008
I love Matthew Welton’s short, elusive love poem Springtime. I wanted to preserve its simplicity and sense of melancholy. The projection of the singer and the two ensembles at different amplifications was my starting-point for the sense of distance and perspective in the poem. I chose the foreground ensemble because of its potential fragility and gentle resonance with folk music.
© Larry Goves
She only lives a street or two away.
Still, every day there’s something in the mail —
a picture-card without too much to say,
just where she’s been and who she’s seen, that’s all.
She never telephones or comes around.
This morning where the postman left his bike
the shadow that it spread along the ground
was hardly there and no one was awake.
Matthew Welton
From The Book of Matthew (2003); reprinted by kind permission of Carcanet Press.
