Emma Lazarus’s tribute to the Mother of Exiles, at 120 bpm.

The keyboard lines are direct DNA vocal, manipulated with effects toward a goal of “torch”-glow tone, or “golden door” tone. In retrospect, I might have looked more for an “imprisoned lightning” tone. Maybe in a future remix!

Lazarus’s 1883 sonnet receives an informative and fascinating discussion with musician Regina Spektor, poet Duy Doan, and others here: http://www.poetryinamerica.org/episode/the-new-colossus/

The New Colossus

by Emma Lazarus

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,

With conquering limbs astride from land to land;

Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand

A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame

Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name

Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand

Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command

The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.

“Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries she

With silent lips. “Give me your tired, your poor,

Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,

The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.

Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,

I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”