25 March
wandering musicians passing by
24 March
23 March – wheatpasting edition
23 March
Jen:
Birdsong from the forest
22 March
Wouter:
T’ is stil in Berlijn
21 March
Stuart:
The opposite of silence. This is the sound of the city in riotous celebration of the healthcare workers risking their lives every minute to save lives, to reduce the devastation of this pandemic.
This went on for a full five minutes, and the last tendrils are drifting away as I write.
Barcelona, 21 March
20 March – Spring Equinox
19 March
Lisa:
stillness in the Peruvian rainforest
18 March
jars of springwater, rumi
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17 March
Sunniva:
A reminder of stillness from the summer lake rain
Marc:
sound of cars reminds me of trying to fall asleep in my
Berlin grandparents flat
in a strange uncomfortable bed
listening to cars passing in the street
a reflection of their headlights wandering over the ceiling
16 March
Last night, Schlesische Straße was the quietest I’ve ever heard it, in 8 years. I stopped listening to a distant dear friend’s audio message just as she was talking about lasting change, or returning to normalcy, reflecting that no planes could be heard in the sky, only birds. I stopped and listened to the Street from my perch just as I often do, and this is what I heard.
Stay here to listen to Schlesi at Night – every night, for as long as we need to, until its life returns – or its new life.
Interwoven with some of my words, and my voice, reading my texts, and other texts.
I love you.
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15 March