nothing is decided — everything is at stake — take your pick — claim whatever you want of this bejewelled future
come clean with yourself. authenticate and confront your inner dialogue. purify. make sanctuary. you reside entirely from the within. it's important to housekeep
The scene might appear timeless, but it is the opposite. It bursts with time, the landscape fractures under the pressure of time.
The charming landscape which I saw this morning, is indubitably made up of some twenty or thirty farms. Miller owns this field, Locke that, and Manning the woodland beyond. But none of them owns the landscape. There is a property in the horizon which no man has but he whose eye can integrate all the parts, that is, the poet.
Toni Morrison writes, 'All water has a perfect memory and is forever trying to get back to where it was. Back to the body of earth, of flesh, back to the mouth, the throat, back to the womb, back to the heart, to its blood, back to our grief, back back back.
∆ Natalie Diaz, from Postcolonial Love Poem, The First Water Is the Body