Duration : 5' 30" ca.
Year of composition : 2016
Premier : Rebecca Taio, parco della musica - spazio risonanza, may 2016
The sleepwalker's sonnet for solo flute (2016)
"Our revels now are ended. These our actors,
As I foretold you, were all spirits and
Are melted into air, into thin air:
And, like the baseless fabric of this vision,
The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve
And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff
As dreams are made on, and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep."
The Tempest, Act 4 Scene 1