Writer and reader Moosje M Goosen follows the beat — and the off-beat — in a variety of ways. Listen to the pulse, the drums and the break as the seasons change.
A Different Drum (Autumn)
If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. This is what Henry David Thoreau wrote when he lived in a cabin in the woods near Walden Pond. March to the rhythm of your own beat. In his cabin the beat was composed of the sounds of nature: cows lowing, whip-poor-wills singing, owls hooting, frogs croaking. Time passing. I am consistently off-beat, ill-natured: as I am writing this, it is still summer where I am, and I am writing this from a h (…)
