WebSomething told the wild geese. It was time to go, Though the fields lay golden. Something whispered, "snow." Leaves were green and stirring, Berries, luster-glossed, But beneath warm feathers. Something cautioned, "frost." All the sagging orchards. Steamed with amber spice, But each wild breast stiffened. At remembered ice. Something told the ...

John Govedas Cypress Choral Music

WebSomething whispered, —“Snow.” Leaves were green and stirring, Berries, luster-glossed, But beneath warm feathers Something cautioned, —“Frost.” All the sagging orchards Steamed with amber spice, But each wild breast stiffened As it remembered ice. Something told the wild geese It was time to fly,— Summer sun was on their wings, WebPoetry By Heart, 13 Orchard Street, Bristol, BS1 5EH 0117 905 5338. [email protected] ryan homes at woodstown greens

Something Told The Wild Geese - Kathi & Milenko Matanovič Feat.

WebThe poem takes place in summer and warns against being unprepared and dwelling on unhappiness. The poem was first published in 1934 in Rachel Field’s Branches Green, a … WebSomething told the wild geese It was time to go. Though the fields lay golden Something whispered, "snow." Leaves were green and stirring, Berries, luster-glossed, But beneath warm feathers Something cautioned, "frost." All the sagging orchards Steamed with amber spice But each wild breast stiffened At remembered ice. Something told the wild geese WebDescription for "Something Told the Wild Geese " The title piece is a Hungarian folk-song with alto recorder counter-melody; the rest of the collection consists of settings of American folk-songs for unison treble voices, barred instruments, small percussion instruments and recorders (soprano and alto). ryan homes beechtree community map