I Feel the Fell of Dark for Soprano, Cello, and Percussion Hard Copy

I Feel the Fell of Dark for Soprano, Cello, and Percussion Hard Copy

The text for I Feel the Fell of Dark is from a poem by Gerard Manley Hopkins.  

I was attracted to Hopkins poetry both for its sound (its sprung rhythm) and 

for its expressive quality.   Hopkins was a Franciscan monk who would at times 

fall into deep depressions.  I Feel the Fell of Dark expresses Hopkins' 

despair brought about by these frequent deep depressions 

and his struggle with his religion in relation to his bouts of depression.

 

I wake and feel the fell of dark, not day.

What hours, O what black hours we have spent

This night what sights you, heart, saw; ways you went!

And more must, in yet longer light?s delay.

With witness I speak this.  But where I say

Hours I mean years, mean life.  And my lament

Is cries countless, cries like dead letters sent

To dearest him that lives alas! Away.

I am gall, I am heartburn.  God?s most deep decree

Bitter would have me taste: my taste was me;

Bones built in me, flesh filled, blood brimmed the curse.

Selfyeast of spirit a dull dough sours.  I see

The lost are like this, and their scourge to be

As I am mine, their sweating selves; but worse.