HERSCH, M.: Wreckage of Flowers (The) / 14 Pieces / 5 Fragments (Cuckson, McMillen)

     
 MICHAEL HERSCH
     
 14 Pieces  
1 No. 1. And overhead, unreachable … 3:46
 Miranda Cuckson Soloist
2 No. 2. Intermezzo I 1:40
 Miranda Cuckson Soloist
3 No. 3. As mad Ulysses sowed salt in the furrows I've found you everywhere … 1:47
 Miranda Cuckson Soloist
4 No. 4. This is a time of lightning without thunder … 2:21
 Miranda Cuckson Soloist
5 No. 5. Intermezzo IIa 0:49
 Miranda Cuckson Soloist
6 No. 6. I won't go far; just to the other shore … 2:32
 Miranda Cuckson Soloist
7 No. 7. Intermezzo IIb 0:50
 Miranda Cuckson Soloist
8 No. 8. … Beyond the glass, upon the snow … 2:15
 Miranda Cuckson Soloist
9 No. 9. … Dense violent dreams … 2:01
 Miranda Cuckson Soloist
10 No. 10. Nocturne I 1:43
 Miranda Cuckson Soloist
11 No. 11. Intermezzo III 2:43
 Miranda Cuckson Soloist
12 No. 12. The heavenly legions are a tangle of monsters … 3:20
 Miranda Cuckson Soloist
13 No. 13. Nocturne II 2:21
 Miranda Cuckson Soloist
14 No. 14. When all the snow has melted, we’ll go to look for the old path … 3:29
 Miranda Cuckson Soloist
     
 The Wreckage of Flowers  
15 I. On the wall a painting that depicts winter … 2:04
 Blair McMillen Soloist
16 II. A still-looking branch, both cold and living … 0:59
 Miranda Cuckson Soloist
17 III. … and the sky far up above was the only element we shared with the other people on the face of the earth … 1:44
 Miranda Cuckson Soloist
18 IV. Over the gate of the rectory, fragments of brick among weeds … 1:44
 Miranda Cuckson Soloist
19 V. Now there is only the earth, sandy, trodden down, with one leafless tree … 0:52
 Blair McMillen Soloist
20 VI. To lay bare a monument like a nest in a thicket, though all you wanted was to pluck a few roses … 0:51
 Miranda Cuckson Soloist
21 VII. He wakes up, rubs his eyes, and above the tossed-back scarecrows of the pines … 1:23
 Miranda Cuckson Soloist
22 VIII. Beyond a field, a wood and a second field … 1:15
 Miranda Cuckson Soloist
23 IX. The din ceases … 1:31
 Miranda Cuckson Soloist
24 X. From afar, from somewhere beyond the river, echoes of lingering voices … 1:12
 Miranda Cuckson Soloist
25 XI. … the wind rattling the metal sheets hanging from a cliff-like wall … 1:38
 Miranda Cuckson Soloist
26 XII. The sky before sunrise is soaked with light … 0:43
 Miranda Cuckson Soloist
27 XIII. And that snow will remain forever, unredeemed, not spoken of to anyone … 1:12
 Miranda Cuckson Soloist
28 XIV. … but here there was not a tree, or even lichens growing on the rocks … 1:18
 Miranda Cuckson Soloist
29 XV. Starry skies go out … 1:47
 Miranda Cuckson Soloist
30 XVI. Winter, night, the frozen sky is flooded with red … 1:21
 Blair McMillen Soloist
31 XVII. … and the sky far up above was the only element we shared with the other people on the face of the earth … 1:47
 Miranda Cuckson Soloist
32 XVIII. … huge flocks of crows, freezing in mid-air, exploded under the clouds … 2:13
 Miranda Cuckson Soloist
33 XIX. Layers of white clouds on a fragment of sky between the brightness of the birches … 2:31
 Miranda Cuckson Soloist
34 XX. Farther, under the arch of ancient ruins, you see a few tiny walking figures … 2:03
 Miranda Cuckson Soloist
35 XXI. A still-looking branch, both cold and living … 1:13
 Blair McMillen Soloist
     
 5 Fragments  
36 No. 1. quarter note = 68 0:27
 Miranda Cuckson Soloist
37 No. 2. quarter note = 50 0:46
 Miranda Cuckson Soloist
38 No. 3. quarter note = 60 1:11
 Miranda Cuckson Soloist
39 No. 4. eighth note = 132 0:19
 Miranda Cuckson Soloist
40 No. 5. quarter note = 74 0:48
 Miranda Cuckson Soloist