The Fourth Level of Life: White Noise in the Homeric Hymn to Aphrodite and Plato’s Phaedrus

IF 0.1 4区社会学 Q4 CULTURAL STUDIES

Parallax Pub Date : 2020-04-02 DOI:10.1080/13534645.2020.1766747

Sarah H. Nooter

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Abstract

The noise machine is dead. How shall we hear our dreams? Where are the crickets now? Slain by what frost? The streams With pebbles in their mouths, The ovation of the rain, The stations of unconscious We travelled to by train, The ghosting of the wind, The seashell’s undertow, Where have they gone? The night Fills with a sound like snow. -A. E. Stallings.1

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生命的第四层次:《阿芙罗狄蒂荷马赞美诗》和柏拉图《费德鲁斯篇》中的白噪音

噪音机器坏了。我们该如何倾听我们的梦想？蟋蟀现在在哪里？被什么霜冻死了？嘴里含着鹅卵石的溪流，雨水的欢呼，昏迷的车站我们乘火车去了，风的幽灵，贝壳的潜流，他们去了哪里？夜晚充满了像雪一样的声音-A.E.失速。1

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