Stagione 6
An accident of my imagination
Stagione 5
Shall I go on
Lacking in verve
The joy of fixing
Void of all tenderness
Her memory entirely
Such ridiculous reverie
Sublimely submerged and released
Sea change hue
Needless to say, that was quite enough blurb for one day.
How resourceful our feelings are.
Play your hand, push out your little boat, come what may, what else can you do? (Illustration by Rockwell Kent, 1930s edition of Moby Dick)
What about the satisfaction of repairing, the joy of fixing, the meeting of challenge, the overcoming of obstacle, the flair, candour and generosity of ingenuity. All so ... infinitely distracting.
The sea quickly forgets.
Watching wakes and noting the scent of movement.
Towards the point of no return...
One does not get to go backwards and revisit done and undone things.
I ditch footwear and dig toes into sand—delving blindly into cool comfort there.
We contemplate great whales of cloud lazing on the horizon, impressing us immensely.