Sara Teasdale Songs

for soprano and piano


  • YEAR: March 2024

    DURATION: 7'00''

    INSTRUMENTATION: soprano and piano

    PREMIERE: Meg Booker and Noah Jacobsen, in Arco, April 2024 in Cincinnati, Ohio.

    COMMISSION: Glow Music

    PARTS:

    I. Spring in War-Time

    II. September Midnight

  • I feel the spring far off, far off,
    The faint far scent of bud and leaf—
    Oh, how can spring take heart to come
    To a world in grief,
    Deep grief?

    The sun turns north, the days grow long,
    Later the evening star grows bright—
    How can the daylight linger on
    For men to fight,
    Still fight?

    The grass is waking in the ground,
    Soon it will rise and blow in waves—
    How can it have the heart to sway
    Over the graves,
    New graves?

    Under the boughs where lovers walked
    The apple-blooms will shed their breath—
    But what of all the lovers now
    Parted by Death,
    Gray Death?

  • Lyric night of the lingering Indian Summer,
    Shadowy fields that are scentless but full of singing,
    Never a bird, but the passionless chant of insects,
    Ceaseless, insistent.

    The grasshopper’s horn, and far-off, high in the maples,
    The wheel of a locust leisurely grinding the silence
    Under a moon waning and worn, broken,
    Tired with summer.

    Let me remember you, voices of little insects,
    Weeds in the moonlight, fields that are tangled with asters,
    Let me remember you, soon will the winter be on us,
    Snow-hushed and heartless.

    Over my soul murmur your mute benediction
    While I gaze, oh fields that rest after harvest,
    As those who part look long in the eyes they lean to,
    Lest they forget them.

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