Raven Tracer
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Raven Tracer
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"You sensed that you should be following a different path, a more ambitious one, you felt that you were destined for other things but you had no idea how to achieve them and in your misery you began to hate everything around you."
Dostoevsky
On the stiff twig up there
Hunches a wet black rook
Arranging and rearranging its feathers in the rain-
I do not expect a miracle
Or an accident
To set the sight on fire
In my eye, nor seek
Any more in the desultory weather some design,
But let spotted leaves fall as they fall
Without ceremony, or portent.
Although, I admit, I
These glimpses are fleeting, and they fade as quickly as they come into view. Sometimes, in the distance between these moments, we are given to wonder if we made it all up. As life begins to fill with losses and disappointments, missed yardsticks of progress, and endless responsibilities, years and even decades can evaporate without so much as a
... See moreSometimes there are times in our lives of incredible intensity, of crazy love or change or unbelievable grief, and then also there are fallow years where little happens, years you barely notice in their passing. And I think maybe the book is not just about intensity but about the space around it too, like the space it leaves in its passing and the
... See moreLike an emissary from somewhere outside clock time, it has populated my mind with questions of porousness and response, of inside and outside, of potentiality and imminence.
Are you not the rootless one? Are you not he, mesmerized by being, who cannot choose?
It is really a question of letting the phenemenon declare itself, and be seen or heard.
(21/11/2025)
Pre-winter morning, the heat of the radiator, the fluorescent lights in the classroom, the acuity of a sudden presence to oneself…a spot of time, then diffused.