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Hey, it's Maggie. This week we are revisiting some of our favorite poems and reflections from the season so far. I'm Maggie Smith, and this is the Slowdown. Recently I was invited to speak at the Chautauqua Institute in New York State. It was actually a conversation event with author Kwame Alexander, which was wonderful. Spending a few days at Chautauqua was a special treat. Boating on the lake with friends, going to see Leve in concert, and just enjoying the energy and spirit of the place and the people there, if you've been. You know what I mean? It's pretty magical. One of the things I did while there was attend a church service in the amphitheater, which holds more than 4,000 people. I was there to hear Sister Teresa Maya speak, and I'm so glad I went. She spoke about the environment and about the wonder we experience in nature and not being enough on its own. We have to work to protect the world, not just be in awe of its beauty. But the most surprising thing that happened was that as soon as the choir sang, I felt a lump in my throat and my eyes welled up. I was sitting among strangers in the Chautauqua Amphitheater on a Sunday morning with tears rolling down my face from the choir. I was talking to a friend about this the other day and she understood. I know, she said. Every time I went to one of my kids choir concerts, I'd cry. And then I remembered that I did the same thing going to the elementary school choir concerts and winter music festivals. I got teary every time the kids sang. I told myself it was because of their sweet little kid voices. But that's not the whole story. Something about hearing voices in unison. It's powerful and communal and comforting and deeply moving. I wonder how much of my emotional response is because I grew up in church singing in choir and even playing in the bell choir. Singing with others and listening to others singing together around me was part of my life. Growing up. Being away from it for so many years hasn't dulled me to its power, though like so many things we grow up with, it's in there, baked in. In fact, I still remembered the melodies and words of most of the hymns we sang that morning at Chautauqua. That recall surprised me. Today's poem sang to me and moved me like a choir. What is this air changing, this warm aura, these threads of air vibrating rows of people? By Ariel Yellen this small effort because this little singing, this little sound, small song, this fathomless effort, this voice which comes from the gut, this soft effort at making songs, this effort at song, this effort to make song which birds do effortlessly, what birds do effortlessly, this tiny bird, this tender, worthy effort. And sometimes it is no effort, no effort to sing. Sometimes I've had a drink or two. Sometimes it's effortless to make song. If enough people sing in a group, if I'm part of that group, I cry, I'm holding a thing that breathes and makes sound. Where song comes from and goes to.
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The Slowdown: Poetry & Reflection Daily with Maggie Smith
Date: March 27, 2026
In this encore episode, Maggie Smith takes listeners on a reflective journey about the emotional resonance and communal power found in singing together—whether in a church, at a concert, or during everyday moments with others. Drawing on her own recent experience at the Chautauqua Institute, Smith explores how music and shared song can move us unexpectedly and connect us to past and present selves. The centerpiece is Ariel Yelen’s poem, "What Is This Air Changing, This Warm Aura, These Threads of Air Vibrating Rows of People," which meditates gently on the act of singing, effort, and the tenderness of collective voice.
Maggie recounts her visit to Chautauqua Institute and the emotional impact of hearing a choir sing during a church service (00:30–02:15).
Personal Connection to Music and Memory
Reflection on the Power and Effort of Song
Structure and Content
Emotional Interpretation
“If enough people sing in a group, if I’m part of that group, I cry, I'm holding a thing that breathes and makes sound. Where song comes from and goes to.” (Poem, 04:29–04:45)
On the Mystery of Being Moved by Song
Reflection on Why Choral Singing Moves Us
On the ‘Effort’ in Singing
On the Leaping of Song from Individual to Group
The episode’s gentle, contemplative tone mirrors Maggie Smith’s signature warmth and sincerity, inviting listeners to notice the gentle beauty—and the underappreciated “effort”—in both communal singing and the act of paying attention. Listeners are encouraged to lean into those moments of wonder, joy, and emotion that poetry and song can open within us.