Thursday, July 8, 2010

the old [wo]man and the sea

why did they make birds so delicate and fine as those sea swallows when the ocean can be so cruel? she is kind and very beautiful. but she can be cruel and it comes so suddenly and such birds that fly, dipping, hunting, with their small sad voices are made too delicately for the sea. -- ernest hemingway

it has been an emotionally wrenching week filled with the inadvertent murder of birds & miracles which quickly faded away.

symbolic icons of legendary proportions maybe but the immediacy of the sea calls & only her wild seductive air can provide cyclic restoration. i seek salt-encrusted white noise to soothe searing ears & an abundance of negative ions to calm a screaming mind. 

lunch at bronte beckons.

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