Poem of the Air
SATB and cello
Text by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Out of the bosom of the Air,
Out of the cloud-folds of her garments shaken,
Over the woodlands brown and bare,
Over the harvest-fields forsaken,
Silent, and soft, and slow
Descends the snow.
Even as our cloudy fancies take
Suddenly shape in some divine expression,
Even as the troubled heart doth make
In the white countenance confession,
The troubled sky reveals
The grief it feels.
This is the poem of the air,
Slowly in silent syllables recorded;
This is the secret of despair,
Long in its cloudy bosom hoarded,
Now whispered and revealed
To wood and field.
Performed by Grinnell New Music Choir, directed by John Rommereim
The text gracefully describes the grief of the sky being shown through the "silent, and soft, and slow" descent of snow. This piece features a dialogue between the cello and the choir, with short cello solos between sections, giving time to reflect.
Premiered by Grinnell New Music Choir, directed by John Rommereim
Sebring-Lewis Hall, Grinnell IA, September 16 2011