Drifting, drifting...that's the way it looks on the edges of our civilisation. A drifting, a searching, beyond all the known grounds for an other ground.
from Travels in the Drifting Dawn by Kenneth White
As he travels through the great human desert, this man, this lonely figure endowed with active imagination, has, you may be sure, a higher aim, a more general aim, than that of a mere strolling reporter.
Baudelaire
tutto, in natura, ha una essenza lirica, un destino tragico, una esistenza comica.
santayana
the floating elvis had heard the words the floating elvis had looked out for so long it was time to see the world he was not alone
4 comments:
I love that!
this comes via my channeled whitman and a comment somwehere re milosz and the 'ecstatic experience of life'
hurrah for the ecstatic :-)
it gave birth to a great poem with an equally great title, this would be reason enough to embrace it!
i am trying ot hurrah for the ecstatic!!
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