How The Sun Rose

from by Wilderness Concerto



Emily Dickinson / Landowska & Bonarek


I'll tell you how the sun rose,--
A ribbon at a time.
The steeples swam in amethyst,
The news like squirrels ran.
The hills untied their bonnets,
The bobolinks begun.
Then I said softly to myself,
"That must have been the sun!"

But how he set, I know not.
There seemed a purple stile
That little yellow boys and girls
Were climbing all the while
Till when they reached the other side,
A Dominie in gray
Put gently up the evening bars,
And led them flock away.


from Wilderness Concerto, released November 14, 2013



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