thanks for stopping by. I hope your winter in New England has not been too too bitterly cold. Here some trees appear to be budding--- likely they are confused by the alternating cold snaps and weird warm spells.
It seems the idea of the numinous (what is mystery, what is withheld from the surface) is aided by a paring down of sorts in structure or in language. When something is as "plain"-looking as "just" a line or "just" an image, even just the barest gesture or stroke (I'm reminded of a favorite Milosz poem that ends in the speaker gesturing toward the distance), it seems at first difficult to comprehend how much it can hold. This is a lesson I like returning to.
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thanks for stopping by. I hope your winter in New England has not been too too bitterly cold. Here some trees appear to be budding--- likely they are confused by the alternating cold snaps and weird warm spells.
It seems the idea of the numinous (what is mystery, what is withheld from the surface) is aided by a paring down of sorts in structure or in language. When something is as "plain"-looking as "just" a line or "just" an image, even just the barest gesture or stroke (I'm reminded of a favorite Milosz poem that ends in the speaker gesturing toward the distance), it seems at first difficult to comprehend how much it can hold. This is a lesson I like returning to.