David Carhart Three poems: As imperceptibly as grief; I felt a funeral in my brain; There came a wind like a bugle
Copland Twelve poems: Nature. the gentlest mother; There came a wind like a bugle; Why do they shut me out of heaven?; The world feels dusty; Heart, we will forget him: Dear March, come in!; Sleep is supposed to be: When they come back; I felt a funeral in my brain; I've heard an organ talk sometimes; I'm going to heaven; The chariot
MERIEL DICKINSON (meZZO-SOp) PETER DICKINSON (piano)
