Category Archives: landscape

swim north and i’ll find you.

Swim north and I’ll find you. But there’s no moon, no
line where the city, meets the sky, meets the offing.
The body is an astrolabe, the pull of home in her skull.

~from Arguments with the Lake by Tanis Rideout


to the harbormaster.

“…To you i offer my hull and the tattered cordage of
my will. the terrible channels where the wind drives
me against the brown lips of the reeds are not all
behind me. yet i trust the sanity of my vessel; and if
it sinks, it may well be in answer to the reasoning of
the eternal voices, the waves which have kept me from
reaching you.”

~meditations in an emergency; Frank O’Hara.


For last year’s words belong to last year’s language
And next year’s words await another voice.

And to make an end is to make a beginning.

~T.S. Eliot


country road.

“boy, i tell you what. i bet the roads on the moon ain’t this smooth…”  ~Mater, Cars.


views of canoes…

…on the banks of the campground lake.

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