The Rulers Of The Country

I Want The Marginality To Come Into The Center. This Is The Thing I Was Conscious Of Growing Up, When I Later Lived In England. I Saw All These War Movies That Came Out Shortly After The War, And They Were All About The War Being Fought By Englishmen Or Americans, There Were No Other "allies" In It - From India Or Australia, Etc.

He Turns His Back To The Far Shore And Rows Toward It. He Can In This Way Travel Away From, Yet Still See, His House....he Feels He Is Riding A Floating Skeleton...some Birds In The Almost-dark Are Flying As Close To Their Reflections As Possible.

…even The Idea Of A City Never Entered His Mind. It Was As If He Had Walked Under The Millimeter Of Haze Just Above The Inked Fibers Of A Map, That Pure Zone Between Land And Chart, Between Distances And Legends, Between Nature And Storyteller. The Place They Had Chosen To Come To, To Be Their Best Selves, To Be Unconscious Of Ancestry. Here, Apart From The Sun Compass And The Odometer Mileage, And The Book, He Was Alone, His Own Invention. He Knew During These Times How The Mirage Worked, The Fata Morgana, For He Was Within It.

Do You Understand The Sadness Of Geography?

A Novel Is A Mirror Walking Down A Road