First published at 23:09 UTC on November 29th, 2023.
I recorded this song of Emily Dickinson's poem 3 years ago. I used to teach special education at a school with a classical education model. Back before the 2020 shut down happened due to the pandemic, I would hear the students' choral reci…
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I recorded this song of Emily Dickinson's poem 3 years ago. I used to teach special education at a school with a classical education model. Back before the 2020 shut down happened due to the pandemic, I would hear the students' choral recitations. One class would "invade" another in a poetry war to see which class ran out of poems first. This experience inspired me to sing some of these poems. Here's one of the results. I hope you like it. Feel free to share if you want to. :)
Because I could not stop for Death –
He kindly stopped for me –
The Carriage held but just Ourselves –
And Immortality.
We slowly drove – He knew no haste
And I had put away
My labor and my leisure too,
For His Civility –
We passed the School, where Children strove
At Recess – in the Ring –
We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain –
We passed the Setting Sun –
Or rather – He passed Us –
The Dews drew quivering and Chill –
For only Gossamer, my Gown –
My Tippet – only Tulle –
We paused before a House that seemed
A Swelling of the Ground –
The Roof was scarcely visible –
The Cornice – in the Ground –
Since then – 'tis Centuries – and yet
Feels shorter than the Day
I first surmised the Horses' Heads
Were toward Eternity –
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