flight

a restless sunday afternoon brought me to a bookstore

and i found this

flight by jacques f. ormond

for five quarters, i took the book home with me.

always, again, at home in flight.

"From the first flight novel, Journey to the Moon, by Francis Godwin, published in 1738. In this naively imaginative tale, man is carried aloft in a contraption drawn by trained birds."

at home in flight

"Birds in flight, claims the architect Vincenzo Volentieri, are not between places, they carry their places with them. We never wonder where they live: they are at home in the sky, in flight. Flight is their way of being in the world."

- Geoff Dyer

nature trip

yesterday i saw my first whale

it's going up north

from baja california to bering sea in alaska

 

p.s.

i also started my journal of the natural world

 

We want to be human, always, again...

Postcard to I. Kaminsky from a Dream at the Edge of the Sea
by Cecilia Woloch


I was leaving a country of rain for a country of apples. I hadn't much time. I told my beloved to wear his bathrobe, his cowboy boots, a black patch like a pirate might wear over his sharpest eye. My own bags were full of salt, which made them shifty, hard to lift. Houses had fallen, face first, into the mud at the edge of the sea. Hurry, I thought, and my hands were like birds. They could hold nothing. A feathery breeze. Then a white tree blossomed over the bed, all white blossoms, a painted tree. "Oh," I said, or my love said to me. We want to be human, always, again, so we knelt like children at prayer while our lost mothers hushed us. A halo of bees. I was dreaming as hard as I could dream. It was fast--how the apples fattened and fell. The country that rose up to meet me was steep as a mirror; the gold hook gleamed.

birds in flight

Birds in flight, claims the architect Vincenzo Volentieri, 
are not between places,

they carry their places with them. 
We never wonder where they live:

they are at home in the sky, in flight.

Flight is their way of being in the world.

- Geoff Dyer