“Maybe our life is an affair of coastlines, of touching on contours, of sand shifting underfoot, of footprints straying a shoreline. No epitaph in granite, no marble eminence, no limestone subtlety. Tracking my prints back is recovering tides’ clean sweep, the cleansing services of storms’ and winds’ abrasive erasures. The only line that matters in the end is forward since home is what we find when we find what it is, they say. Still, standing on the edge of stone seven thousand kilometres wide, my back to a whole past vivid to my eyes, I wonder why, here, it should suddenly begin.” — Andrew Taylor, from “Sandstone"
Posted on: Thu, 01 Aug 2013 23:22:04 +0000
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