It will be spring soon

Song Cycle by Helen Grime (b. 1981)

Score: Wise Music Classical (external link)

1. Coming  [sung text not yet checked]

Language: English 
On longer evenings,
Light, chill and yellow,
Bathes the serene
Foreheads of houses.
A thrush sings,
Laurel-surrounded
In the deep bare garden,
Its fresh-peeled voice
Astonishing the brickwork.

It will be spring soon,
It will be spring soon –
And I, whose childhood
Is a forgotten boredom,
Feel like a child
Who comes on a scene
Of adult reconciling,
And can understand nothing
But the unusual laughter,
And starts to be happy.

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2. Little clown, my heart  [sung text not yet checked]

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Little clown, my heart,
Spangled again and lopsided,
Handstands and Peking pirouettes,
Backflips snapping open like
A carpenter’s hinged ruler,

Little gimp-footed hurray,
Paper parasol of pleasures,
Fleshy undertongue of sorrows,
Sweet potato plant of my addictions,

Acapulco cliff-diver corazón,
Fine as an obsidian dagger,
Alley-oop and here we go
Into the froth, my life,
Into the flames!

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  • by Anonymous / Unidentified Author, appears in Loose Woman: Poems, New York : Vintage, first published 1994

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3. Once, I  [sung text not yet checked]

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Once, I/ was seven Spanish bullocks in a high meadow
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