Today was a brimming glass (2024) for piano solo
Program Note
The title of this piece comes from the opening line of Pablo Neruda’s poem The Eighth of September. I wanted to play with a kind of surface tension in the music through phrases that well up, recede, and well up again to the point of overflow. The final “brimming over” happens near the end when a subdued fury gives way to something warmer, spreading across the full range of the piano.