情绪噪音

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David Epstein
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以下是内容的简要摘录,以代替摘要: Moodus Noises 大卫-爱泼斯坦 Machemoodus,美国原住民语,意为 "大地的巨响";因此,康涅狄格州的 Moodus 镇被命名为 "Moodus"。所有的解决办法都早已被埋葬。黑暗中的元素嚎叫:在你的幽灵堤坝背后,愤怒在积聚。在康涅狄格州东南部,你漫步在数英里长的森林中,滑行在轮廓线上,追踪高度:跟踪白松的垂直面,探访空荡荡的活动房屋,退缩到树丛中,观察负鼠,思考自我意识的代价如何带来不协调。你把手伸进你的鬼魂的喉咙,缩紧你过去的喉咙,发出声音。这种对空气的撞击被比作一对空的钢罐试图结合,或者是地球本身遥远的哀鸣。有一次,一对情侣在树林里逗留,一边沉思着高中毕业后的苦闷,一边用手抚摸着对方的身体。在灰暗的黎明前,沿着你们漫步的老路,你们追寻着现在被认为是神秘的东西,仿佛在几个世纪之后,你们仍然有能力去关心。[大卫-爱泼斯坦 康涅狄格州西哈特福德 Copyright © 2024 约翰霍普金斯大学出版社 ...
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Moodus Noises
In lieu of an abstract, here is a brief excerpt of the content:

  • Moodus Noises
  • David Epstein

Machemoodus, Native American term meaning "the great noise of the earth"; thus, the town named Moodus, Connecticut, near where a geological feature has given rise to spontaneous chthonic sounds.

All solutions have long since taken their graves.An elemental howl in the dark: behind your spectral dam,angst accumulates. In southeastern Connecticut

you traipse miles of forest, gliding the contours,tracing altitude: stalking the vertiginous plane of white pine,visiting empty mobile homes, retreating to trees,

watching opossums and thinking howthe cost of self-awareness brings with itincongruence. You reach into your ghost's throat and,

constricting your erstwhile larynx, produce a sound.Such battering of the air has been likenedto a pair of empty steel tanks attempting union,

or to the distant keening of the earth itself. Once,a couple lingered in the woods, contemplating post-high school ennui,while their hands plied each other's corporeal liens.

In the gray pre-dawn, along the beaten track of your wanderings,you pursued what passes now for mystery,as if, after centuries, you still had it in you to care. [End Page 112]

David Epstein West Hartford, Connecticut Copyright © 2024 Johns Hopkins University Press ...

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