21st in a series of brief essays about the coming and going of a book.
Agree that the ending couplet re the cool sand is devastating. And I like the metaphor of picking up and tossing sea shells.
I really felt this. I think I'm going through something similar (different illness, but same wish for both the struggle and the pure pleasure), but I hadn't put my finger on it until I read this post. Thanks.
Amazing images!
Agree that the ending couplet re the cool sand is devastating. And I like the metaphor of picking up and tossing sea shells.
I really felt this. I think I'm going through something similar (different illness, but same wish for both the struggle and the pure pleasure), but I hadn't put my finger on it until I read this post. Thanks.
Amazing images!