Collected Item: “The Sounds of What is Lost”
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The Sounds of What is Lost
What sort of object is this: text story, photograph, video, audio interview, screenshot, drawing, meme, etc.?
Prose Poetry Story
Tell us a story; share your experience. Describe what the object or story you've uploaded says about the pandemic, and/or why what you've submitted is important to you.
This story speaks to the ever-changing sounds of the pandemic. Sensory history allows us to engage with the past in ways the invite the senses of the past back into the story. As my partner and I were navigating all the trials and tribulations conjured into existence by the events of the past year and a half, we noticed how silent our home full of sadness and confusion had been. Gone were the overhead aerial shows, the chatty neighbors, the rattling railway tracks... Now there was nothing. Our sense of sound changed dramatically and began to represent how fractured our connection to the world was. We had to be plugged in to tune each other out. We had to stare at a screen to see a familiar face. While most things felt, looked, and smelled different, there was nothing that sounded the same.
Use one-word hashtags (separated by commas) to describe your story. For example: Where did it originate? How does this object make you feel? How does this object relate to the pandemic?
Arizona State University, HST 643, Sensory History, Education, History, Prose, Poetry, Prose Poetry, Silence
Who originally created this object? (If you created this object, such as photo, then put "self" here.)
Jack Cortez Chappell
Give this story a date.
2020-09-30