Gone now. Remembered.
What is fire? It is neither wood, nor oxygen, nor heat, nor light. It is activity. Activity engaging these making these. Leaping. Here now. Gone now. Remembered. Imagined.
:- Doug.
Archive for July 26th, 2018
Will the campfire tell?
What stories we never heard will the campfire draw forth from our ancestral memories through our lips?
Deeper into the night, what stories will the campfire itself tell us?
:- Doug.
300 year stories
What stories will the 300 year grandchildren-elders tell? Will they speak of us? Of a great shuddering?
:- Doug.
