A timeless song of praise for our belonging with “Earth of the slumbering and liquid trees,” with “night of the large few stars.”
A century before computing pioneer Alan Turing comforted his dead soul-mate’s mother, and perhaps himself, with the insistence that “the body provides something for the spirit to look after and use,” and generations before Rilke defiantly refused to become “one of those who neglect the body in order to make of it a sacrificial offering for the soul,” Walt Whitman...
Published on February 25, 2020 19:22