Sometimes a good rejection is the highlight of your day, and it was for me a couple of days ago.
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“What logos lights the filament of time, / Carbon arc fusing birth-stone to head-stone?” (Jean Valentine, “Afterbirth”).
These little deaths we dance our way through, that is where we find our value.
An exerpt from a story of mine from 2022:
When I walked there it was always in a circle, for it was laid out that way, like a ritual. The pines would get pushed around by the wind like the little lights atop ten thousand candles, and that is where I would bring my questions, I would bring my questions to the field and she would answer me, sometimes immediately, in lively conversation, sometimes slowly and over a season or so.
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