#sound

#sound

Black walnuts hitting a barn roofFairly rapped the morning.          Massachusetts,Autumn. Orioles and pumpkins.And the crack of those round shellsLike a hardwood mallet hammering a wedgeInto the moment, splitting it ever open Up ahead, letting it travel with us,Us into it, articulatedOngoing: whatever was to happen nextAnticipated as half-consciouslyAs the smack of the next mailed walnutOn the roof, but at exactly what Interval none of us could tell.

Henderson traverses vast scales of time and space, demonstrating how all of history is infused with noise - from the 'groaning' of some moons as meteors crash into them to the throbbing of veins and cracking of icebergs.

The new study expands the concept of how sound affects biology, showing that audible sound can alter gene activity in mouse cells and boost muscle precursor attachment.