A mysterious window, I forget where.
Having to listen far too constantly to the aggravating boorish talk in the workspace around me, I am pleased to see a new work by Michel Serres, just out today, which proposes something I have felt but not examined:
He warns that while we can measure what he calls "hard pollution"—the poisoning of the Earth—we ignore at our peril the disastrous impact of the "soft pollution" created by sound and images on our psyches.
I escape the noise pollution for the moment in my favorite music of Boccherini, his String Quintet in C, Opus 25/4, by the wonderful Fabio Biondi.
image: Christie B. Cochrell, Green Window
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