The pasture’s crows standing at angles, turning up patties to get at the worms underneath, the shapes of the worms incised in the overturned dung and baked by the sun all day until hardened, there to stay, tiny vacant lines in rows and inset curls that do not close because head never quite touches tail. Read these.
An interesting symbol - wormsign as writing, things to be read (a human invention - technology, essentially) among nature. Finding meaning in the shit around you may be a good summary of this book's message.
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Jonathan D McMillan
