Name: Lo - Fi Salt And Rain by Filbert Hunch
Duration: 2 min 12 s
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I Go Among Trees
Music by Robert Paterson
https://www.robertpaterson.com/
Duration: ca. 15'
Instrumentation: SATB choir (with divisis, SSAATTBB) and marimba (5-octaves)

For More Information: https://robertpaterson.com/i-go-among-trees
Buy Sheet Music: https://billholabmusic.com/store/index.php?keyword=i%20go%20among&main_page=advanced_search_result&search_in_description=1

MOVEMENTS
I. I Go Among Trees (Wendell Berry)
II. March in New England (May Sarton)
III. The Kestrel (John Frederick Freeman)

Commissioned by the New Amsterdam Singers, Clara Longstreth, Music Director, in honor of the chorus’ 50th Anniversary and the 65th Birthday of Barbara Zucker-Pinchoff.

NEW AMSTERDAM SINGERS
Clara Longstreth, Music Director & Conductor https://www.nasingers.org/
Guest Artist: Makoto Nakura, Marimba http://makotonakura.com/

Audio Engineer: Dongsok Shin
Recorded at Broadway Presbyterian Church, New York, NY, USA, December 12, 2021

III. The Kestrel
by John Freeman 

In a great western wind we climbed the hill 
And saw the clouds run up, ride high and sink; 
And there were shadows running at our feet 
Till it seemed the very earth could not be still, 
Nor could our hearts be still, nor could we think 
Our hearts could ever be still, our thought less fleet 
Than the dizzy clouds, less than the flying wind. 
Eastward the valley and the dark steep hill 
And other hills and valleys lost behind 
In mist and light. The hedges were not yet bare 
Though the wind picked at them as he went by. 
The woods were fire, a fire that dense or clear 
Burned steady, but could not burn up the shadows 
Rooted where the trees’ roots entangled lie, 
In darkness; or a flame burned solitary 
In the middle of the highest of brown meadows, 
Burned solitary and unconsuming where 
A red tree stooped to its black shadow and 
The kestrel’s shadow hunted the kestrel up the hill. 
We climbed, and as we stood (where yet we stand 
And of the visioned sun and shadow still drink) 
Happiness like a shadow chased our thought 
That tossed on free wings up and down the world; 
Till by that wild swift-darting shadow caught 
Our free spirits their free pinions furled. 
Then as the kestrel began once more the heavens to climb 
A new-winged spirit rose clear above the hills of time. 

This poem is in the public domain.

I Go Among Trees - III. The Kestrel (John Frederick Freeman)

I Go Among Trees
Music by Robert Paterson
https://www.robertpaterson.com/
Duration: ca. 15'
Instrumentation: SATB choir (with divisis, SSAATTBB) and marimba (5-octaves)

For More Information: https://robertpaterson.com/i-go-among-trees
Buy Sheet Music: https://billholabmusic.com/store/index.php?keyword=i%20go%20among&main_page=advanced_search_result&search_in_description=1

MOVEMENTS
I. I Go Among Trees (Wendell Berry)
II. March in New England (May Sarton)
III. The Kestrel (John Frederick Freeman)

Commissioned by the New Amsterdam Singers, Clara Longstreth, Music Director, in honor of the chorus’ 50th Anniversary and the 65th Birthday of Barbara Zucker-Pinchoff.

NEW AMSTERDAM SINGERS
Clara Longstreth, Music Director & Conductor https://www.nasingers.org/
Guest Artist: Makoto Nakura, Marimba http://makotonakura.com/

Audio Engineer: Dongsok Shin
Recorded at Broadway Presbyterian Church, New York, NY, USA, December 12, 2021

II. March in New England
by May Sarton 

Here in New England where the ice still grips 
And pussy willows have not put on fur, 
The masts are earthbound of the sleeping ships, 
And only clammers on the beaches stir. 
All seems exhausted by its own withholding, 
Its own withstanding. There is no unfolding. 
Even the new moon promises no better 
Than a thin joke about much colder weather. 

This harsh world locks itself up in the season. 
It is clearly not the time and not the place 
To ask for summer love, for more than reason, 
To hope to lift the cloud from any face. 
Look at the trees, how even they determine 
To hold their leaves back under the tough skin. 
“Keep snug” is their advice, and they endure, 
For frost is on the way again for sure. 

Yet in New England before spring I’ve seen 
The sea unfold as sumptuous as silk, 
Have watched the cold world tilt back into green, 
And watched the waves spill out like foaming milk­— 
Till the eye, starved for color and for light, 
Wept at such majesty beside such blight, 
Would rush to break trees open, and to bring 
To this locked world torrents of English spring!

March in New England by May Sarton, from Collected poems: 1930-1993. © W.W. Norton & Company, 1993. Reprinted with permission from Lippincott Massie McQuilkin.

I Go Among Trees - II. March in New England (May Sarton)

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Lyrics

I'm a mercenary 
A lone killer 
Between us it's always revenge 
I'm a mercenary 
They pay me to do a dirty job 
They look for me, they hunt me down.
My head has a price 

From Dakota to Arizona I leave blood trails 
They pay me for that.
And I like it 
And I like living in hiding

The mercenary's revenge

Mercenary

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‘sehnsucht’ C.S Lewis called it.   II translate it loosely ‘longing’ or ‘pining’.  The protagonist in this piece has a less than ideal gig.  Yet he must persevere .  IV her heart & her love is his sole raison d’être,
& waiting IV IImorrow is not advisable. &  because time is always there, we mistakenly think we have more of it than we actually do. 

-     as always IV H.B

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