D.K. McKenzie—Warwick poet, pianist, and founder of The Poe Underground, a spoken word and music project—plays an original piano composition under his recording of Futility by Wilfred Owen and Ghost Hats by D.K. McKenzie.
Gently its touch awoke him once,
At home, whispering of fields unsown.
Always it woke him, even in France,
Until this morning and this snow.
If anything might rouse him now
The kind old sun will know.
Think how it wakes the seeds—
Woke once the clays of a cold star.
Are limbs, so dear-achieved, are sides
Full-nerved, still warm, too hard to stir?
Was it for this the clay grew tall?
—O what made fatuous sunbeams toil
To break earth's sleep at all?
I come here to absorb the lunacy
tip their ghost hats to me
bobbing up and down in the summer’s tide
highlights a fragment of moon
bringing a prospect of peace to all the inhabitants of metropolis
Watch D.K. create his keyboard solos for Futility and Ghost Hats.
Check out The Poe Underground.