Still Breathing
24 April 2018
The landscape makes me think… about its history, the endless, turning of the earth… and my small place on it. A poem…
‘In One Day’
Pick me up, Move your ground. Rolling planet, Bring me round.
'We assume that life produces the autobiography as an act produces its consequences, but can we not suggest, with equal justice, that the autobiography project may itself produce and determine life?'
Paul De Man
