after Steve Reich’s Music for 18 Musicians
We occasionally suggest this world
Contains only eleven harmonies
We are destined to repeat and repeat again,
The same in the Galápagos as in Bali
Centuries later. And yet,
We cannot help but change,
Giving ourselves over
To the psycho-acoustic facts,
Taking the duration of a human breath
As a measure of pulse.
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