A Winter Night

"A Winter Night" is one of my many settings of poems by American poet Sara Teasdale. In the text, the lyrical self sits in his warm room, looks out the window into a bitterly cold winter night and pities the poor people who have to spend the night outside.

The piece was premiered in 2017 by the Liedertafel Ensemble under my direction.

"A Winter Night", by Sara Teasdale (1884-1933):

My window-pane is starred with frost,

The world is bitter cold to-night,

The moon is cruel, and the wind

Is like a two-edged sword to smite.

God pity all the homeless ones,

The beggars pacing to and fro,

God pity all the poor to-night

Who walk the lamp-lit streets of snow.

My room is like a bit of June,

Warm and close-curtained fold on fold,

But somewhere, like a homeless child,

My heart is crying in the cold.

Choir: SATBB

Length: 3 min

Mörth Singers, Conductor: Julian Mörth, 2022