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