TURANDOT
Calm,
bright-
harbour
scripted scene.
Lively foyer crowd.
Chatter pre-show,
building expectations.
Sydney Opera House
explodes with joyful radiance.
Musicians vibrate in
rhythm.
Choir ebbs and flows
with precision,
capturing thrill
sound.
Tenor laments,
audience intake and exhale,
carried over the
bridge of reality.
Soprano soars, drama
unfolds.
Dreamlike, people
leave
In wonder.
Silent sounds
inside
heads
Sing.
With this Fibonacci poem I tried to capture the feeling of
the opening night of Turandot, performed by Opera Australia.
The whole night was the event. Travelling to Sydney, meeting a friend, dinner by the
harbour with the backdrop of Sydney Harbour Bridge, the lights of the city, the
beauty of the winter night, the warmth of staff reception, the seating and
overflowing of good will from the audience, the performance itself. Sounds so
sublime and earnest delivered from a dedicated cast created wonder in me.
