so much depends upon a red wheel barrow glazed with rain water beside the white chickens.
The Red Wheelbarrow
Song Cycle by Lori F. Ardovino (b. 1960)
Score: Potenza Music Publishing (external link)1. The red wheelbarrow  [sung text not yet checked]
Language: English
Text Authorship:
- by William Carlos Williams (1883 - 1963), "The red wheelbarrow"
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Language: English
My friend must be a Bird— Because it flies! Mortal, my friend must be, Because it dies! Barbs has it, like a Bee! Ah, curious friend! Thou puzzlest me!
Text Authorship:
- by Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886), "92"
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Language: English
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Text Authorship:
- by E. E. (Edward Estlin) Cummings (1894 - 1962), copyright ©
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Language: English
The fog comes on little cat feet. It sits looking over harbor and city on silent haunches and then moves on.
Text Authorship:
- by Carl Sandburg (1878 - 1967), "Fog", appears in Chicago Poems, first published 1916
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Subtitle: II. Virginia
Language: English
Red river, red river [ ... ]
Text Authorship:
- by T. S. Eliot (1888 - 1965), "Virginia", appears in Landscapes, first published 1936, copyright ©
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This text may be copyright, so we will not display it until we obtain permission to do so or discover it is public-domain.First published in Virginia Quarterly Review, April 1934 as one of "Words for Music"
6. The Reward  [sung text not yet checked]
Language: English
In my mind’s reception room Which is what, and who is whom? I notice when the candle’s lighted Half the guests are uninvited, And oddest fancies, merriest jests, Come from these unbidden guests.
Text Authorship:
- by Ogden Nash (1902 - 1971)
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Researcher for this page: Joost van der Linden [Guest Editor]Total word count: 157
