SKU: SU.90900230
Text: William Carlos Williams.
SATB a cappella (12-24 voices) Duration: 12' Poems by William Carlos Williams Movements: 1. The News from Poems; 2. The Red Wheelbarrow; 3. The Loving Dexterity; 4. Defiance to Cupid; 5. This is Just to Say; 6. Epilogue Composed: 2006 Published by: Notevole Music Publishing Perusal copies are available by contacting [email protected] (include the organization name with your request).
SATB a cappella (12-24 voices) Duration: 12' Poems by William Carlos Williams Movements: 1. The News from Poems; 2. The Red Wheelbarrow; 3. The Loving Dexterity; 4. Defiance to Cupid; 5. This is Just to Say; 6. Epilogue Composed: 2006 Published by: Notevole Music Publishing Perusal copies are available by contacting [email protected] a> (include the organization name with your request).
SKU: SU.90900393
Medium Voice & Piano Composed: 2020 Published by: Notevole Music Publishing Volume 2 CONTENTS First Person Singular Fireflies (Susan Kander) The Hawk (Susan Kander) Second Person Singular I Will Not Let Thee Go (Robert Bridges) There is Something Urgent (William Carlos Williams) Sometimes (you leave the cap off the toothpaste) (Susan Kander) Third Person Singular News from Poems (William Carlos Williams) The Grass Shakes (William Carlos Williams) The Garten Mother’s Lullaby (Joseph Campbel).
SKU: SU.90900392
High Voice & Piano Composed: 2020 Published by: Notevole Music Publishing Volume 2 CONTENTS First Person Singular Fireflies (Susan Kander) The Hawk (Susan Kander) Second Person Singular I Will Not Let Thee Go (Robert Bridges) There is Something Urgent (William Carlos Williams) Sometimes (you leave the cap off the toothpaste) (Susan Kander) Third Person Singular News from Poems (William Carlos Williams) The Grass Shakes (William Carlos Williams) The Garten Mother’s Lullaby (Joseph Campbel).
SKU: BT.AL-0057P
English.
SKU: PR.114420410
UPC: 680160687015.
In one of the dedicatory poems to his verse play The Shadowy Waters (1906), William Butler Yeats asks: Is Eden far away...? Do our woods and winds and verponds cover more quiet woods, More shining winds, more star-glimmering ponds? Is Eden out of time and out of space? How do you answer such questions? We have only the vague elusive promptings of our own mysterious, troubled hearts to tell us that the Eden we long for is there, somewhere beyond the physical world which frames our existence, in another realm of different dimensions. And - what is most painful to admit - that it is closed to us in the form in which we live and breathe, even if at times we do have intimations..., Yeats is telling us that this paradise, this Eden we yearn for is here - present even if invisible, palpable even if intangible. In his Second Symphony, Mahler meets an angel who tells him he can't get into heaven, he's locked out. The news is shattering. What follows is an inconsolable sorrowing, the same sorrowing that comes when we wake to the realization that we too are locked out of Eden. Eden is the heaven of our longing and desire for release from pain and suffering. Eden is the image in our restive minds that reflects the reconciled, resolved, quiescent state of soul we hunger for. But Eden eludes -because it is not a place. It is a state of soul which answers none of the illusory, hampering conditions that shape and bind us to the real world of our bodies, our appetites, our passions, and our beliefs. I have turned Yeats' question Is Eden out of time and out of space? into its own answering. However near we may sense its presence at times, Eden remains unreachable, ungraspable, unknowable, unthinkable. It forever eludes us. I wrote this music the way I did to shut out -with quietness and otherworldliness - the clamor and clang of the raucous Garish Day, to turn away its tumult and noise, to negate its stridency and chaos. Perhaps in the cleansing stillness and blessing of this emptied-out state of soul, Eden, through still hidden, may not be so far way; though still unreachable, may be close enough almost to touch.In one of the dedicatory poems to his verse play “The Shadowy Waters†(1906), William Butler Yeats asks:“Is Eden far away…?Do our woods and windsand verponds cover morequiet woods,More shining winds,more star-glimmeringponds?Is Eden out of timeand out of space?â€How do you answer such questions? We have only the vague elusive promptings of our own mysterious, troubled hearts to tell us that the Eden we long for is there, somewhere beyond the physical world which frames our existence, in another realm of different dimensions. And – what is most painful to admit – that it is closed to us in the form in which we live and breathe, even if at times we do have intimations…, Yeats is telling us that this paradise, this Eden we yearn for is here – present even if invisible, palpable even if intangible.In his Second Symphony, Mahler meets an angel who tells him he can’t get into heaven, he’s locked out. The news is shattering. What follows is an inconsolable sorrowing, the same sorrowing that comes when we wake to the realization that we too are locked out of Eden.Eden is the heaven of our longing and desire for release from pain and suffering. Eden is the image in our restive minds that reflects the reconciled, resolved, quiescent state of soul we hunger for. But Eden eludes –because it is not a place. It is a state of soul which answers none of the illusory, hampering conditions that shape and bind us to the real world of our bodies, our appetites, our passions, and our beliefs.I have turned Yeats’ question “Is Eden out of time and out of space?†into its own answering. However near we may sense its presence at times, Eden remains unreachable, ungraspable, unknowable, unthinkable. It forever eludes us.I wrote this music the way I did to shut out –with quietness and otherworldliness – the clamor and clang of the raucous “Garish Day,†to turn away its tumult and noise, to negate its stridency and chaos. Perhaps in the cleansing stillness and blessing of this emptied-out state of soul, Eden, through still hidden, may not be so far way; though still unreachable, may be close enough almost to touch.
SKU: PR.11442041L
UPC: 680160687039.
SKU: PR.11442041S
UPC: 680160687022.
SKU: MN.90-61
UPC: 688670900617. English.
With this second volume, Christopher M. Brunelle continues to put lowly doggerel to lofty purposes. This collection of entirely new verses provides hundreds of new ways to celebrate the liturgical year and the life of the church, from scripture to sermons to singing. These delightful and playful short poems can be used as choir devotionals, in church newsletters, or in many other creative ways.