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Beatings

by Susan Cowger 2 Comments

Beatings
(Or More than anything else Life wants to Live)
Those few cells
torn from your heart
will still beat rhythm
in a Petri dish.
Living cells make noise—
listen to the choir in the yeast
of Sunday morning’s
toast sing high c.
Can you imagine scientists
hearing a scream
just before death?

January 30, 2009 , Beatings Blog

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  1. Craig and Bethany says

    January 30, 2009 at 6:07 pm

    Keep ’em coming!!

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  2. Craig and Bethany says

    January 30, 2009 at 6:07 pm

    Crazy that we only hear a tiny slice of the whole sound spectrum. There are probably some pretty significant things that masquerade as total silence for us – everything from bitterness to photosynthesis.

    Love it!

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