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Now I will do nothing but listen. . . .
I hear all sounds running together,
combined, fused or following,
sounds of the city and sounds out of the city,
sounds of the day and night. . .

Walt Whitman

The place where you go to listen: John Luther Adams. A prose poem evoking the ancient, eternal exchange of listening presence between humanity and our homes. [GO THERE]


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