I
suspect
we
might
find
if
we
half-open
our
half-closed
eyes
that
there
is
no
such
thing
as
things
in
slow
motion.
Consider
this.
Have
we
not
seen
pollen
threading
itself
into
light
caught
light
in
the
act
of
in
the
act
of
bursting
on
the
inside
of
pollen
fierce
yellow
particles
seemingly
adrift
yet
all
the
while
crazily
determinedly
in
flight.
CB - December 1999
I'm not entirely sure where this 'thought thread' came from nor what it's about - any ideas welcome. . . !
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*
In Sunday's draw, Angela Burn's oil sketch Remnants - boat form, Moeraki was paired with a Dunedin writer/reader - many thanks to you both (I'll be sending you an e- later today. . . ; ).
The next draw will be tomorrow - Wednesday 23 March 2011
