I wake and feel the fell of dark, not day
The poetry of Gerard Manley Hopkins (English, 19th century) is often a dense and pressure-filled cry of the soul:
I wake and feel the fell of dark, not day.
What hours, O what black hours we have spent this night!
This choral rendering is a very passionate journey through the emotional landscape of a dark night. Rhythms are very flexible, following the contours of Hopkins’ impassioned speech.
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