Webnesia MCR

blog

pensées

poems

2020s

2010s

2000s

1990s

1980s

1970s

publications

dreams

recordings

verse

books

reading list

wishlist

blog
archives

Thursday, December 31, 2020

A thing made of holes (Macdonald)

There is a time in life when you expect the world to be always full of new things.  And then comes a day when you realise that is not how it will be at all.  You see that life will become a thing made of holes.  Absences.  Losses.  Things that were there and are no longer.  And you realise, too, that you have to grow around and between the gaps, though you can put your hand out to where things were and feel that tense, shining dullness of the space where the memories are.

Helen Macdonald, H Is For Hawk

Labels:

© 1996 - 2024
All rights reserved.
Michael C. Rush (aka M. C. Rush)
Direct inquires to:  rushmc @ webnesia.com

(Site was originally called @ Wit's End, then
The Shattered Mirror, before becoming Webnesia.)

Defender of Truth & Justice since (approx.) 1973!