December 31, 2022 “We humans live within rings of sound,” Janisse Ray writes in her new book, Wild Spectacle. “At the hub are the clicking of bones and sinew inside our own bodies and the sibilance of our breathing.” The outermost ring rests with Pythagoras’ harmony of the spheres, what Janisse calls “the whale-like undertone of the universe singing to itself.” Perfect. As I work my way inward, shrinking the radii of each concentric sphere from the chair in my yard, I detect wind stroking canyon walls as if it were a rosined bow. Tires Dopplering along the highway. Quivering limbs of trees. Birdsong. Creaking hips and knees and jaw. And finally, the innermost ring of the ringing in my ears.
“usher in 2023 and shovel 2022 into the compost heap of history.” Legendary prose as always from you!!! Inspiration to kickstart the year, thanks again
“usher in 2023 and shovel 2022 into the compost heap of history.” Legendary prose as always from you!!! Inspiration to kickstart the year, thanks again
Outstanding and beautiful.