And See Again Those Stars

SATB a cappella (with minimal divisi)

Duration 4:20

Text by Amilia Earhart & Deborah Lapp

Notes

In 1932 Amelia Earhart successfully crossed the Atlantic. As few know, she was also a writer and poet. Much of her poetry is very romantic, but is also in fragments. I ask Deborah Lapp to compile and supplement her fragments into this vision of love and romance through four stages.

Text

I have seen your eyes at dawn, be-lo-ved.

THE FLIRTATION
What kind of scissors do the angels use when they cut snowflakes from soft white clouds?
And is my lost jackknife really on the moon?
The Fun of It.

THE CONNECTION
To touch your hand or see your face,
Your casual presence in a room recalls the stars that watched us.

THE CONSUMMATION
I mark you in the moving crowd.
I mark you moving in the crowd,
And see again those stars.

A warm night lent us long ago.
We loved so then, we love so now.
I have seen your eyes at dawn, beloved, Dark with sleep,
And lying on your breast, have watched the new day creep, descending, deep.

THE CONTINUATION
To touch your hand or see your face,
I mark you in the moving crowd.
I mark you moving in the crowd,
And see again those stars.