Silence has always shown up to me with sound, shape, and substance. It’s the opposite of the emptiness or the absence of noise that it is often thought to be. Silence has a voice. It has tiny, invisible fingers and long arms to touch and envelop. It knows many ways to show itself. It can …
Category: Sound & Silence
Drum Dream Girl
Oh drum, when I hear you play, you sound strong. Oh drum, when someone is beating you, Sounds like a moving whale. Oh drum, you take me back to when my ancestors made you. And played you. Oh drum, you still sound strong like back then. Oh drum, you sound strong like a shoot moon. …
Silence
Silence has always held a special place in my heart. It is not just the absence of sound but a profound state of tranquility that allows me to connect with myself and the world around me. Silence is a sanctuary, a refuge from the chaos and noise of everyday life. I grew up in a …
Silence Is . . .
Silence is kind of a strange thing. It’s not just the absence of noise but this whole other world of feelings and vibes. It’s the kind of stuff you don’t really pay attention to until you’re stuck in a classroom, trying to figure out what story to write, whether it be my teacher’s assignments in …
What Silence Means to Me
I am writing to you about what silence is in my words. Growing up, in Jamaica, I thought that silence was to shut up and listen when someone is speaking. I learned that when someone is speaking, you don’t override. You listen to what you hear out of someone’s mouth because you can learn something …
Afraid
As a child I would always hear this music Coming from the little house across the playing field. And hearing the music today It brings back memories to me Of the sad little girl with tears in her eyes. This little girl grew up with tears still in her eyes. Still afraid of what? Just …
The Park is Calling
Come, come, come to me Sit, you stressful soul Look, look! What did you see? Listen, listen! What did you hear? I looked, I saw mothers playing with their children Couples walking hand in hand Elderly people taking in the sunshine I heard birds singing I heard trees whistling I heard all kind of voices …
The Beat
I love to hear the beat of the drums, The clicking of the spoons, And the sound of the saxophone. When you hear that music, It comes to life and it sounds so sweet. Everyone stomps their feet and moves to the beat. That’s how you know the club is wailing. People are singing, And …
Guitar, Guitar, Two Guitars
They stand on the platform at a rock and roll concert looking at each other. One guitar says to the other guitar, “I’m lazy and I don’t want to play. The musician tuned me up, we have no choice. I know he is going to perform as best as he can. He tightened my strings …
Toot Toot
When I first arrived in New York, there were almost no Mexican products. Every Friday, a man came by with his truck to sell them. He would beep the horn, toot, toot, and the people would line up. Mexican products have grown more common since then, and now you can find them in many supermarkets. …