I wrote a poem in my sleep
Each phrase, each rhyme was true
The dream was one I wished to keep
If just to prove to you
Though the power of sleep, so vast and deep
To rise and write, its worth to reap
I could not move my hands.
© 9/16/2020 Ruth Ann Scanzillo. All rights. You know the drill. Carry on.
This is Felix Mendelssohn’s first “Song Without Words” (Lieder Ohne Worte), Book I. It is Opus 19, No 1 — but the title, “Sweet Remembrance”, is not found in every compilation.
To those who might be interested, this performance was recorded on Steinway Model M, short stick, Blue Yeti stereo mic set at cardioid, using the PhotoBooth platform on Macbook Pro.
performed by Ruth Ann Scanzillo, pianist, on Steinway Model M.