"The wading fisherman, too, enters the three-way appreciation or knowingness. A suspension of movement or time creates this dynamic: fish — tree — fisherman, one that haunts the space within triangulation.
“And now, when I try to remember days of my life as a child or teen or twenty-something, only brief slices of existence repeat back to me. The rest is gone.” I’m happy to learn that I’m not alone in this observation. Such a beautiful, atmospheric piece.
“Outside the mind is more tolerable.” Few words are truer than these, Kathleen! 🙏
Thanks Thalia!
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Really beautiful piece, Kate. Tranquil, it feels.
I love this observation here:
"The wading fisherman, too, enters the three-way appreciation or knowingness. A suspension of movement or time creates this dynamic: fish — tree — fisherman, one that haunts the space within triangulation.
I am an outsider. Their peace is not my own."
Thank you, Nathan! This gaze will feature throughout the three parts. Was thinking back to all that stuff about “the gaze” previously.
“And now, when I try to remember days of my life as a child or teen or twenty-something, only brief slices of existence repeat back to me. The rest is gone.” I’m happy to learn that I’m not alone in this observation. Such a beautiful, atmospheric piece.
Thanks for the lovely comment, Katia.
I love when readers say something like this in response to my fiction — too often we think we are alone.
This is such a beautifully observed piece of writing. Looking forward to 2 and 3.
Thanks a lot, Jon!