"Voyaging through strange seas of thought, alone ..." William Wordsworth

18 April 2017

Eternity.

Millen, The Tree That Shone, 2017


Yet soon enough, any river reminds us of others, and the logic of a new one is a revelation. The pools and runs we've already seen help us decode the holding water: the shallow riffle is a build-up for the cobbled channel where thick trout nymph with mirror flashes; the slack back channel with the leafy bottom is not just frog water but a faithful reservoir for the joyous brook beyond. An undisturbed river is as perfect as we will ever know, every refractive slide of cold water a glimpse of eternity.

Tom McGuane

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