Sometimes you must step back,not to retreat,but to see. From a little distance,the picture sharpens,edges find their meaning,noise falls silent. And in that pause,in the space you create,you find the roomto leap forwardwith purpose.
First there were hunters and gatherers,men who knew the patience of forests,who read the language of windand measured time by the sun’s slow breathing. They took only what hunger asked for,and the earth, like a quiet mother,kept no account of their debts. Then came the poets;and all hell broke loose. For poets do not merely... Continue Reading →
Ization 