Time is running out; 1 day, eked out from the madness, and spent among columns of pale beige, alternating with creeping diagonals of light. This is familiar, the quiet intensity; the falling of one’s gaze guiding the flow of the day. In a collection of essays on travel writing, aptly titled Writes of Passage, Joanne [...]
Posted, by necessity and utility, from the 1 device referenced, in treatise after treatise in my work. Connection, then, cannot be underestimated, even if it faces a wall of apathy and tension that threatens to void one’s sentience.
I find that as days settle into an off-beat rhthym, that as I begin to finally set down [...]
Fishbowl is back, of course; it took 3 weeks and many lurching, roaring experiences in a forgotten replacement to drive home the point.
10 minutes, a moment to catch one’s breath, somewhere out there, by the river, looking back on a blog-void (collect them!) of 2 months, thinking if there really is anything to be said [...]
I give thanks, and am put in my place. God, family, Rachel, friends, life. Amen.
For a moment there, it seemed almost perfect that every metaphor to do with spatial, humanly-possible location was resonant with how I feel today. I leapt from cosmic, inter-galactic comparisons, to stage directions, traffic signals, running lingo, the entire corpus of how we locate ourselves. Distance, remoteness, isolation, was what I wanted to convey. Together [...]