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"Sasakwa" (wild geese) Clarinet Trio & MUGIC (2025)

Sasakwa (The Wild Geese) (2025, World Premiere at UCI Winifred Smith Hall) for Clarinet Trio with MUGIC® sensors Joshua Rubin, clarinet Mari Kimura, violin Suejin Jung, piano Program Note “You do not have to be good. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves.” — Mary Oliver, “Wild Geese” During this summer, I had the wonderful opportunity to sail around Vinalhaven Island in Maine while attending the Seal Bay Chamber Music Festival with the Cassatt String Quartet. The experience brought a profound sense of connection with the water and the sky. The boat I sailed on was named Sasakwa—a Native American word meaning “Wild Geese,” also the name of a small town in Oklahoma. The name immediately evoked Mary Oliver’s poem “Wild Geese,” whose imagery and spirit resonated deeply with my experience of the vast sea and open air. This piece draws inspiration from both the natural elements of sky and sea and the emotional landscape of Oliver’s poem. The clarinet trio interacts through MUGIC® motion sensors, which translate performers’ physical gestures into layers of electronic sound and visual expression, creating a visceral dialogue between movement, sound, and the environment. Just as the wild geese call us to “our place in the family of things,” Sasakwa seeks a sense of belonging within nature’s endless motion—an embrace of the body, the wind, the water, and the imagination. Some of the sounds and visuals in the piece were captured aboard the boat Sasakwa itself. [MK] (“Wild Geese” by Mary Oliver, from Dream Work, Atlantic Monthly Press, 1986.) You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves. Tell me about your despair, yours, and I will tell you mine. Meanwhile the world goes on. Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain are moving across the landscapes, over the prairies and the deep trees, the mountains and the rivers. Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air, are heading home again. Whoever you are, no matter how lonely, the world offers itself to your imagination, calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting — over and over announcing your place in the family of things.