I still love how the premise is that you'll keep these posts short so as not to take too much of our time, but they're so rich and dense that, for instance, I had to read this one three times and considered entire conversations that could gestate from it lasting hours unto themselves.
I read this last night but it was the first thing I thought of when I woke this morning. Truly beautiful and lyrical and profoundly moving. There's just something about the line 'to soak the soil so deeply the grass remained green long past frost' that I know will stay with me and revisit me again and again.
I think the symbolism of the umbilical cord extends beyond the space of the piece and moves to that of the relationship between you as a writer and us as your readers. It becomes an intimate bond between us where experience and thought flows from you to us, feeding us, making us grow better through reflection. Thank you.
I still love how the premise is that you'll keep these posts short so as not to take too much of our time, but they're so rich and dense that, for instance, I had to read this one three times and considered entire conversations that could gestate from it lasting hours unto themselves.
I read this last night but it was the first thing I thought of when I woke this morning. Truly beautiful and lyrical and profoundly moving. There's just something about the line 'to soak the soil so deeply the grass remained green long past frost' that I know will stay with me and revisit me again and again.
I think the symbolism of the umbilical cord extends beyond the space of the piece and moves to that of the relationship between you as a writer and us as your readers. It becomes an intimate bond between us where experience and thought flows from you to us, feeding us, making us grow better through reflection. Thank you.
Absolutely breathtaking. Unique.