Showing posts with label Peter Aivazian. Show all posts
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Monday, November 17, 2008

Peter Aivazian: Just Imagine

The tip of a blade of grass
Fluttering in the gentle breeze.
It’s like the tip of a conductor’s baton.

Now imagine all the tips of grass fluttering
in an entire field.

Imagine the different sounds of music.

Just imagine.


Peter Aivazian, Calcutta, November 23, 1981.
Used here by kind permission of the author.