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When I was a kid, my mom used to take me on “listening walks” and this interview reminded me of her. From The Last Quiet Places: Silence and the Presence of Everything. MR. HEMPTON: Yeah. Oh, grass wind. Oh, that is absolutely gorgeous, grass wind and pine wind. You know, we can go back to theContinue reading “THREE HUNDRED AND SEVEN”
About a year and a half ago I had a voice injury that left me basically unable to speak and on steroid medication for about two weeks. Friends joked about being like the Little Mermaid, but it was actually a brutally challenging, alienating, and awkward experience. Earlier this week, I found myself with a soreContinue reading “ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY EIGHT”