"Land is a poured thing and time a surface lapping and fringeing at fastness, at a hundred hollow and..."

“Land is a poured thing and time a surface lapping and fringeing at fastness, at a hundred hollow and receding blues. Breathe fast: We’re backing off the rim.”

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Annie Dillard

The new collection of essays by Annie Dillard, The Abundance, highlights her singular exuberance and curiousity; she strikes me as someone ultra-alive. She sings one note, but it’s two toned: a clean and brassy trumpeting to get us out of bed and the deep gong of a bell, a cosmic vibration that ripples across the universe. I reviewed the book for the Boston Globe. Give it a read.