Moon of my soul, arise!
Ah me, the moon, the moon goes out in clouds;
Lo, a great darkness all the heaven shrouds
And night is in mine eyes.
Star of my life, appear!
Ah, not a star, not one is lit on high—
Only along the edges of the sky
There slants a falling sphere.
I am busy working to bring A. Mary F. Robinson's "Serenade" to life through some unique musical arrangements and will have a full analysis of the poem here for you later.
In the meantime, I invite you to explore the poem's themes, structure, and meaning. You can also check out the gallery for other musical arrangements or learn more about A. Mary F. Robinson's life and contributions to literature.
Check back soon to experience how "Serenade" transforms when verse meets melody—a unique journey that makes poetry accessible, engaging, and profoundly moving in new ways.