Prayer for Horizon I wish you, first, an unimpeded view with a boundary in it, between seen and unseen, a line to hold onto when you’re feeling sick, something to aim for but which retreats as fast as you travel. May you stay undeceived and see, not a line, but a curve of the earth: an elegant offing that leads beyond fear out to Vasco’s discoveries. It’s three: visible, sensible, rational – lines for what we may calculate and what we can’t. In fog, I wish you mercury sight, artificial horizon, so that you know where not to be, quickly. I wish you the gift of knowing where your own knowing ends. And finally, I ask: when you reach the event horizon from which your light will no longer reach us and space, highly curved, will hide you for ever, that you watch me come – you shouldn’t see me but you will – marching with flashing lighthouses, buoys, to the edge of your singularity with fleets of full-rigged ceremonial ships and acres of scintillating sea. Gwyneth Lewis (2007)
Posted on: Sat, 20 Dec 2014 07:55:41 +0000
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