The invitation is to recognise your fallen nature because this will lead you to a full understanding of Milton’s message at the end of the poem; although fallen, there is nevertheless the possibility of “A paradise within thee, happier farr”
A tired man, awoken in the middle of a field and some lonely guitar strumming a single tree’s movement against the night sky. I know this place well, have been […]
Do you remember what it felt like to let go? Do you remember what it felt like to let go? To stand out from behind your dark corner and look […]
Prologue “It is language that shoots up like fire – wrought from a vision of where we must go and from a grip on where we are now” — Antjie […]
To live slow enough to hear the sun, watch its symbols slide across your bedroom on a lazy afternoon spent seeing shadows rise and fall over sheets, no music this, […]
So immersed in language did you become that eventually every word, every utterance became something entirely divine. And then you couldn’t speak at all for fear that you might sully […]
