Voicing: SATB divisi, alto and tenor soli
Duration: c.a. 5 minutes
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Text
by David Kresh
adapted by Grace Brigham
Bitter wind and a light
scattering of snow.
Under the trees where
snow gathers, small tracks,
trace of paw or birdclaw.
You don' t want these.
The pine cone furred with flakes,
bough in the throes of the blow.
The year's crystal breath
darkening in the straitened air.
The belly of the wind.
You don't want these.
Light in the window,
candles dwindling on the sill,
the faint calling of the
distant scattered stars.
Slow stirrings, turnings,
you don't want any of these things.
You just want them back.