An awful Tempest mashed the airtoThe Swingirls
female choir (SSA) and pianomusic by Roberto Di Marinolyrics by Emily Dickinson
female choir (SSA) and pianomusic by Roberto Di Marinolyrics by Emily Dickinson
© Copyright 2026 by Roberto Di Marino
An awful Tempest mashed the air
The clouds were gaunt, and few
A Black, as of a spectre’s cloak,
Hid Heaven and Earth from view
The creatures chuckled on the Roofs
And whistled in the air
And shook their fists
And gnashed their teeth
And swung their frenzied hair
The clouds were gaunt, and few
A Black, as of a spectre’s cloak,
Hid Heaven and Earth from view
The creatures chuckled on the Roofs
And whistled in the air
And shook their fists
And gnashed their teeth
And swung their frenzied hair
The morning lit, the Birds arose
The Monster’s faded eyes
Turned slowly to his native coast
And peace was Paradise!
Emily Dickinson
The Monster’s faded eyes
Turned slowly to his native coast
And peace was Paradise!
Emily Dickinson