Good evening, All! As I'm home from my usual Masterworks Chorale rehearsal this evening (feeling a bit under the weather and also fearing the weather), I thought I'd share a bit of text from our next concert. I will share more detail of the upcoming program soon. The concert is on Saturday, March 14 (8pm-ish) at Monroe Street United Methodist Church in Toledo.
This is a wonderful piece (what I know of it so far) and I love the poetry. I won't share it all here since it's a bit long, but you'll get the idea. The musical setting we're singing is by Carol Barnett. The strange side note is that this text brought me to the brink of tears in rehearsal last week (to be explained at the end). From "Song of Perfect Propriety" by Dorothy Parker (1893-1967):
Oh, I should like to ride the seas, A roaring buccaneer; A cutlass banging at my knees, A dirk behind my ear. And when my captives' chains would clank I'd howl with glee and drink, And then fling out the quivering plank And watch the beggars sink.
I'd like to straddle gory decks, And dig in laden sands, And know the feel of throbbing necks Between my knotted hands. Oh, I should like to strut and curse Among my blackguard crew.... But I am writing little verse, As little ladies do.
And so it doesn't sound like a tear jerker, eh?
It's just this: I (We, any Southview folks who might read this!) had an English Teacher in high school - named Dorothy Parker. I realized when we started reading the piece that I'm familiar with the poem, and Dorothy Parker poetry is connected in my head with Mrs. Parker, the teacher. She was, of course, a fan of Dorothy Parker the author!
I think if I remember correctly that Mrs. Parker was an adviser to my class. She was one of my most favorite teachers through high school. And she died. She died very suddenly and rather horribly, only a few days before our high school graduation. Emotion comes packed in the strangest wrappings, and sometimes it floods me.
Happy Evening, Friends. Be Well and Be Emotional When It Happens!