Out of the Snowstorm, an Owl
Research output: Performances, compositions and other non-textual forms › Composition
It was a pivotal moment in my life. Two days previously I had walked away from the life that had silenced me and had driven, in a snowstorm, to a house in the North Pennines where I knew I would be safe. I cried, slept and cried again. Eventually I could not cry any more. I sat in the window looking out at twelve inches of snow, sometimes dazzling and sometimes a dull grey. There was a friend too, sitting close by. A barn owl suddenly appeared in view. It glided silently down onto a fence post outside the window. My friend was so surprised that he fainted. It was still there when he came round and we watched it as it surveyed the snow covered world, looking for movement. How hungry must it have been? Then, just as suddenly, it launched itself into the air again and was gone.
|Media of output||Musical Score|
|Publication status||Published or Performed - 8 May 2018|
- String Quartet