The roofs are shining from the rain,
The sparrows twitter as they fly,
And with a windy April grace
The little clouds go by.
Yet the back-yards are bare and brown
With only one unchanging tree --
I could not be so sure of spring
Save that it sings in me.
– Sara Teasdale
In this poem originally titled April, Sara Teasdale captures the imminence of spring, or more specifically, the expectation and anticipation of a season that has not yet materialized. Despite the bleak scene she depicts, her spirit never doubts what will soon commence. To me, this poem celebrates the undeterred belief that stirs as an internal song of hope.
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"My middle school mixed choir performed "It Sings In Me" a few years ago, and ever since I have been recommending it to my colleagues as a piece the students will remember. It's carefully curated musically to suit middle and high school-aged singers, not only through thoughtful considerations of vocal range, but also its marriage of melody to text and imaginative accompaniment. The poetry lent itself to rich classroom discussions and lesson extensions that allowed students to examine what "sings in them," or gives them a feeling of purpose."
