Medium High Voice, Piano

In a wistful setting of Dickinson's verse, If you were coming in the Fall, the waiting for one's love is lyrically depicted though life's seasons: "fall," "in a year," in coming "centuries," and in "eternity." But uncertain of exact the timing of his arrival, the of waiting serves not to draw the heart closer, but acts more as the "Goblin Bee" that postpones its inevitable sting. Longing, nostalgic, and clever.

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