Muse/ic – “Part IV: Chapter I – ‘Transfiguration No. 2’ – by M. Ward”
Excerpt from Chapter 1: “I didn’t know where my father was. He had been speaking to Hamid when we first heard the helicopter and I hoped that he was well hidden. Though my heart was pounding, I was happy that Joubin was near me. This was not the first time we were huddled together, taking refuge. We were familiar with huddling underneath something, like the dining table, together with our playmates during a bomb raid. We spent hours playing under that table with pillows and cushions, dolls and cars, food and water. And now we lay in the open desert and wished we were under a table.”
In “Transfiguration No. 2”, the emerging sound of a helicopter drowned by the reflective piano piece that follows, beautifully captures the invisible bird of prey, the need to become one with the pebbles and hills.
Thank you M.