There’s no grandiosity without the prestigious power of a
Professor Higgins wanting to remain behind coulisses to
enjoy people showing homage to his creatures; but let’s
make it clear, you have to be here to face the music and
share with students since, my dear Pied Piper of Hamlin,
you played the beguiling tunes that took us from stilted
rhymes and military rhythms into the drama and sweet
Melodies of your inimitable poetry; a new and arbitrary
style with idiosyncratic rules and lovely phrasings, with
vowel-led chords divided by explosive consonants, to
show us a new world of expression where language
becomes carrier of sweetest delight. If anyone is to be
grandiose, you have to be here as its your creation;
the honour should go to the teacher I believe!
[13 June 2014]
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