Gosh how lovely. I love your quiet humility and sensitivity. So rare, so rare, so rare. The image of the night taking a lover and producing offspring is sublime. You bring the natural world to life in a way I’ve not read before. Thank you.
So much grace here. You’ve pushed away the pedantic shroud by twining your knowledge and observation with poetry, with a peek into how you sort your pantry of collected images and animal behaviors and senses. Yours is a delightfully informed imagination, one I would take a walk along side of in an instant. Your words seem to hit the “paper” like watercolor pigment, stretching across the fibers to make unexpected color, allowing a kind of resonance of experience with the reader, me. I like your deep, rich brevity. It is just enough to fill me up and delight. Thanks for putting your writing out into the world!
Thank you for articulating so deftly the extra sensory feelings of a sensitive and attuning nightwalker. Thank you for speaking the words I fail to find for the knowing in my bones.
Thank you for your kindness. There must be a whole flock of us whirling around in the darkness - but we'd never recognise another if we sat next to them on the bus!
Gosh how lovely. I love your quiet humility and sensitivity. So rare, so rare, so rare. The image of the night taking a lover and producing offspring is sublime. You bring the natural world to life in a way I’ve not read before. Thank you.
Couldn’t agree more, Kate! The way the words transport you on a journey through nature — divine!
So much grace here. You’ve pushed away the pedantic shroud by twining your knowledge and observation with poetry, with a peek into how you sort your pantry of collected images and animal behaviors and senses. Yours is a delightfully informed imagination, one I would take a walk along side of in an instant. Your words seem to hit the “paper” like watercolor pigment, stretching across the fibers to make unexpected color, allowing a kind of resonance of experience with the reader, me. I like your deep, rich brevity. It is just enough to fill me up and delight. Thanks for putting your writing out into the world!
It's so kind of you to take the time to give some feedback and insights. I'll keep trying to bridge the gap.
Thank you for articulating so deftly the extra sensory feelings of a sensitive and attuning nightwalker. Thank you for speaking the words I fail to find for the knowing in my bones.
Thank you for your kindness. There must be a whole flock of us whirling around in the darkness - but we'd never recognise another if we sat next to them on the bus!
This was fragile and beautiful. Thank you.
The morning darkness is the time to witness. Reading this ignites creativity in me. Thank you David!
Me too! Loved that turn of phrase!
I loved reading this. The night come alive.
I was clinging on to every word! Beautiful!
Beautiful. Your writing brings forward such an exceptional glimpse into your experience of night in the natural world.
Well met here
So wonderful to read your words again David... I have always loved your pieces . A true wordsmith.
Wonderful to connect on here after these years. I am scribbling away too these days
MezzieCrow
Magic in words 🎉
Blown away again by your eloquence and humility. Thank you so much for sharing. I can’t tell you how much I look forward to reading your work😍
Beautifully put!
I look forward to reading that childhood story
Wonderful! Thank you so much.
Reading this was a perfect way to start the day
Thanks, Iole, for reading and for encouraging. The starts of days - my favourite times.
Hello there, MezzieCrow. The world spins around and around but paths cross again :-)