What a wonderful diary entry moving through so many topics, some very funny and some elegiac. Thank you so much for sharing your early morning wanderings with us.
Dear Bill, you have a particular gift for following chance collisions of sense and thought into discoveries.
Thanks for sharing about the play of light and the nodding geisha, and the cloze-test-like Dada children’s book, Ken’s portrait, Larkin, Hiroshima and cranes. So many flashes of light and nuance.
A particularly inspiring piece Bill. I love the way you find meaning, and point me in its direction as I wander, and wonder.
What a wonderful diary entry moving through so many topics, some very funny and some elegiac. Thank you so much for sharing your early morning wanderings with us.
Beautiful framing of your blog today--the poetry of both the film-short and the obituary.
Re: vertical light: yr words, as usual, caught precisely “. . . how peculiar and arresting it was.”
“…the light of imagination danced all over the square. “. From near the end of “The Moslem Wife,” Mavis Gallant.
Dear Bill, you have a particular gift for following chance collisions of sense and thought into discoveries.
Thanks for sharing about the play of light and the nodding geisha, and the cloze-test-like Dada children’s book, Ken’s portrait, Larkin, Hiroshima and cranes. So many flashes of light and nuance.