This piece was heart-food to me. Your writing has beautiful physicality and particularity, as always. But what I find especially nourishing is its heartfeltness, which for me climaxes in the 5 paragraphs beginning with the Christmas snowfall. Or just above them, actually, with the blue-white path through the woods, and ending with the brown-white open field. Blue to brown. Mike
The photo of the garroted tree is a perfect companion to the opening sentence. The pain of the world so explicitly communicated. That image will live with me as it should.
This piece was heart-food to me. Your writing has beautiful physicality and particularity, as always. But what I find especially nourishing is its heartfeltness, which for me climaxes in the 5 paragraphs beginning with the Christmas snowfall. Or just above them, actually, with the blue-white path through the woods, and ending with the brown-white open field. Blue to brown. Mike
The photo of the garroted tree is a perfect companion to the opening sentence. The pain of the world so explicitly communicated. That image will live with me as it should.